Posted on 07/23/2015 10:19:43 AM PDT by MinorityRepublican
You can spot them. The frozen ones who come outside at lunch like sun-seeking turtles, cardigans balled up next to them, bare shoulders defrosting in the noon sunlight, no matter how wilting it is outdoors.
Every single woman I talked to in downtown Washington on a hot, humid July afternoon was thawing out.
I. Am. Fuh-reezing. Feel my hand, Im still cold, said Ruth Marshall, 64, who was seated on a park bench, face to the sky. And yes, her hand felt like a cold steak.
I have to come out here for 30 minutes at a time just to warm up, said Marshall, the director of administration at a construction firm, where the air-conditioning is set to Arctic.
Its the time of year desperate women rely on cardigans, Pashminas and space heaters to make it through the work week in their frigid offices. And their male colleagues barely notice.
(Excerpt) Read more at washingtonpost.com ...
“Shes petty “
don’t let her see that typo...
The next morning she ranted and raved about how she almost froze to death and didn't get a wink of sleep. By the way, she sleeps in a nightgown and has a thick quilt for a covering. I sleep in a tee shirt and underwear (I apologize for the ugly picture going through your mind) and use a flat sheet and a thin blanket for covering. I am plenty warm. (Yes, we sleep on the same bed.)
So......I raised the thermostat back to 74, and now my wife is happy again and not complaining. I hope.
Yep
We’ve watched all the Friends reruns. My wife never notices Rachel’s nips until I pointed them out to her. It’s the number one reason I watched the show.
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