Reason

I walk into work today and it is 88 degrees. the air conditioning has been broken for what i believe to be weeks now. i called my boss to tell him that it was ninety degrees (plus black pants, a shirt, hat and apron) and he told me that we should drink some water. when i walked out of work it was ninety one and my face was wet with sweat. i love cold showers. and a friend of mine happened to come bring me an iced mocha when i told her about how work was going. my advice before i left for the night: clock out of work at 8:15, no matter how late you end up working.