First date is a disaster because of air conditioner malfunction

I spent nearly 2 years flirting with a guy at work, every time I saw him at the water cooler, in the breakroom or at happy hour, I made a point to talk to him and smile a lot.

  • I dropped all sorts of hints that I am single and interested.

He is rather shy so it took him a long time to labor up the courage to ask myself and others out to dinner. When he finally did, I was so gleeful that I went out and got a manicure and our hair colored. I also spent a small fortune on a modern dress and shoes, since it’s the middle of June and the outside temperature is in the high eighties with horrendous humidity, I knew the diner would be running the air conditioner on full blast. Every local company keeps the temperature like a meat locker and I always freeze. Because of this, I chose a long-sleeved dress, which turned out to be a huge mistake. We’d chosen to meet at an lavish diner downtown. The moment I stepped inside, I knew I was in big trouble. I immediately asked the waiter why the diner felt so ungodly hot. She told myself and others that the air conditioner had malfunctioned and wasn’t laboring. She assured myself and others that a Heating, Ventilation, and A/C repairman would have it fixed the following afternoon. That bit of information didn’t help myself and others at all. I had sweat running down our back before I even sat down at the table. I asked about outdoor seating to at least get a breeze but it wasn’t available. By the time the people I was with and I ordered drinks, I already had stains under our arms from perspiring so much. I drank so much water, I had to use the bathroom three times. When I looked in the mirror, I noticed that our mascara was running down our face. The first date was an absolute disaster because of an air conditioner malfunction.


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