First date a/c woes

This week I was finally getting back on the dating arena. Little did the woman I was meeting know, it was the first date for me in about four years.I was so nervous as I drove to the pizzeria to meet her. I knew that my palms, armpits, and forehead were perspiring. I had to blast the a/c in the car to slow this process down and was ecstatic I had decided to bring some good cologne with me in the car. I arrived at the valet, gave several final sprays, and headed for the door. I went to get a table and wait for my date. I could know my body was continuing to seat. It was getting worse and worse as I waited and I could feel my armpit sweat dripping onto my shirt.  I wondered if the central A/C was even working at all. I looked around my table and didn’t notice anyone else perspiring. What could I do? Sit there and sweat or somehow ask the pizzeria if they wouldn’t mind accommodating a single person? I sat there and found myself getting annoyed. I thought resturants consistently stayed unquestionably cold. I don’t remember ever being this hot. I could even see the vents up above me, but could not feel air conditioning flowing through the ductwork. I didn’t have much time before my date arrived, so I just went for it. I told the waiter about the sweat and the nerves and hoped for sympathy. He said he would see what he could do about the air conditioning. Minutes later, he returned saying he had told his boss I had a health condition that was being affected by the hot temperature in the pizzeria. I could feel the cooler air coming down moments later and was so thrilled he had done this for me.

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