I grew up in Alabama, remember? But the only places I've ever lived without AC are Seattle and Bristol. And I'm angling for a window unit once we buy the house, just so I'll be able to sleep in comfort during our rare bouts of 80's and 90's.

But 85 is too fucking hot to endure without AC.

Aren't you from the South? Aren't people from the South supposed to give a withering stare to someone who thinks that 85 is impossibly hot? The same look I give to native Californians who tell me 30 degrees is cold (after I lived in Buffalo for 8 years)?

The same look I give to native Californians who tell me 30 degrees is cold (after I lived in Buffalo for 8 years)?

6 years in Montreal and 9 in Michigan. 30 degrees is way too cold.

Unless you mean centigrade.

The key word is "without AC." And I've always hated hot weather, though I tolerated it better back when I lived where we had months of it every year.

Missouri summers would kill y'all.

Heat in Seattle is harder to deal with than hotter heat in places that are set up for it. It's a thing.

Can I ask for a little favor from the universe? I know I've used up an awful lot the last week, but I'd really like one more.

Could people stop making "little clerical errors" that REALLY FUCK UP MY LIFE???

Turns out this job doesn't come with health insurance.

Oh, shit, vw. That sucks. Did they explain to you how the mistake happened?

Did they explain to you how the mistake happened?

The person I'm replacing has health insurance, so the girl that interviewed me assumed I would, so she told me so. Well, it turns out that he's working 25 hours a week (over the 20-hour minimum), and since I'm only working 15 (under the 20-hour minimum), I'm not eligible.

Turns out this job doesn't come with health insurance.

That's an awful big little error.

Being that my workplace often has California people coming out, they tend to think that temperatures in the 90s are okay, but they get wilted by the insane humidity.

We put a window unit in because the central air didn't get the bedroom cool enough. No shame in having A/C.

It always used to amuse me when my uncle would apologize about how humid it was when we'd visit California. 'It's so muggy" he'd say, and we'd laugh and laugh.

The office copy machine isn't working. The maintenance people aren't calling me back. A good 60% of my job is making copies. Fortunately, nothing in my copy-when-the-machine-is-fixed pile is urgently needed 5 minutes ago, but I am going to be so bored until they get the damn thing fixed.