Today, I had the crazy experience of going on a date. It was the first date that I had been on in at least three years. I was so distraught as I drove to the restaurant to meet my date. I could feel that my palms, armpits, plus forehead were covered in sweat. I had to blast the air conditioning in the car to slow this process down and was relieved that I had decided to bring my cologne with myself and others in the car. I arrived at the valet, provided many final sprays, plus headed for the door. I went to get a table plus wait. I could believe our body continuing to seat. It was getting worse plus worse as I waited plus I could believe our armpit sweat dripping onto my shirt. I wondered if the air conditioning in the restaurant was even working. I looked around, but I did not see anyone other than me sweating. What could I do? Sit there and just sweat or somehow ask the restaurant if they wouldn’t mind accommodating 1 single person? I sat there plus found myself getting upset. I thought resturants always stayed really cold. I don’t remember ever feeling this hot. I could even see the vents up above myself and others . I didn’t have much time so I just went through with it. I told the waiter about the sweat plus the nerves and just prayed for sympathy. She said she would see what she could do about the air. Minutes later, she returned saying she had told her boss I had a health condition that was being affected by lack of A/C in the restaurant. I could feel the wonderful air conditioning coming down moments later, and I was so grateful she had done this for me.