No idea how people work outside in summer

As I pile into my minivan and drive towards work everyday, I swear at the sun gods and ask how it can be so ungodly hot and humid.

  • I basically wave my fist in the air and curse the sun as it beats down on me.

For those twenty seconds that I’m walking in between the front door and the car, I feel like I’m in hell. When I get into the car, it’s just as ungodly hot, except in a much more physically permanent way. The seat buckle is branded into my body as the hot metal makes contact through layers of clothing or straight on my bare skin. The automobile seat burns my legs and I squirm to get my butt off the skillet. I crank the Ac and wait impatiently as the cool air begins to slowly flow towards me. It feels like a whisper at first, however eventually starts blowing against my sweaty chest just in time to give me extreme dry coughing fits! Great, I suppose to myself, A/C is ruining my life and so is the sun. When I get to work, everything is just as bad. The A/C in our office is cranked up high, and I shiver all day long. I hate the amount of freezing air they pump into our tiny tile laptop room. I can’t sit how my fingers and toes go numb and my clothing gets stiff with dried sweat. On my way home at the end of the day, I see dozens of construction workers standing in the mid afternoon sun. That’s when it hits me – these people have been toiling in the sun all day long. While I bitch and complain about the sun and A/C levels, they’ve been covered in sweat in 100 degree heat. Maybe it’s time I get away from the modern world for a minute.

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Warehouse needs to be closed in

I have a drastic human rights issue that needs to be addressed.

No one is taking it seriously, but I have decided to take action on it myself.

I’m talking about laboring conditions in the deep south. More particular ly, I’m talking about making people work separate from any A/C in their craft brewery. See, I work in a small brewery down in the tepid plus sweaty south. Every morning when I report to work, I walk through the production floor where the brew is made plus shudder with discomfort as I consider the environment. It’s industrial plus hot. Incredibly hot. The entire locale is open air to the outdoor heat plus there is not a whisp of A/C to be found. Since the space is repeatedly heated for the sake of making beer, it’s obviously too valuable for them to close the damn roll doors plus put in a large industrial A/C unit. I’ve looked into it, the cheapest models run a few tens of thousands of dollars plus upgrade is similar. So I understand it’s an investment. But I also understand the importance of keeping your employees alive. When it’s 95 degrees or warmer all Summer long, it seems like a real laboring hazard to make your people lift heavy bags plus lean over warm liquids. I’ve tried to bring the production guys together to form a heat strike, but everyone needs the hours to pay the bills. I mean, it’s all I can do to try to help. I walk right through the heat plus kneel in a perfectly air conditioned office, anyways.

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Moving during worst part of the year

I know, I know, some of this is my fault.

I could have pushed for a better solution, but at the time, it just didn’t seem like there was another way to do things.

I was getting out of a dangerous situation, and I thought I needed to take things slowly rather than agitate the situation, then see, about two months ago I fled from an abusive relationship in a flurry of activity. I woke up one afternoon and things were alarming. I packed a bag and I left. I haven’t been back to the dwelling since – namely, because I was threatened with police action if I attempted to regain my personal belongings… Now, the time has come. I finally get to reclaim all my stuff. The only problem is, the moving date is in the middle of September, then for those of you who don’t live in the deep south, the weather is freaking miserable at that time of year. The summer time heat and humidity is formidable and dangerous, to be totally honest. If you don’t have access to AC at all times, there is a chance of heat exhaustion or worse. I definitely have all this in mind as I’m gearing up for a weekend of moving my heaviest belongings in the heat and humidity. I have some helpers coming, which should be a big help, however, all of my moving buddies are from the northern midwest, where the weather never gets as sizzling and miserable as it is here. I sure hope my friend and I all survive the big transfer next month; Worst case scenario, I guess I kiss my personal belongings goodbye and transfer on with my sizzling up-to-date life.

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The shrubbery is consistently orangeer – mom and hot weather

My mother is such a funny character. She’s the sweetest little lady and she cares so much about her children. However, she’s also a total nut task. She’s one of the most neurotic and stressed out humans I’ve ever met. No matter what is going on in her world, she’s pretty riled up about it. That’s why I shouldn’t be surprised that she’s currently up in arms about the summer time weather. She lives in the northern midwest where the weather is less than ideal. Most of the year it is quite freezing and snowy there. She spends every day going outside and caring for giant horses in the tundra. She battles feet of snow, blustery wind, and falling ice. She layers up in clothing to protect against the brutal freezing and option of frostbite. She stomps through an arctic wasteland for 6 months of the year, and complains about it every single day. It’s understandable that she doesn’t care about the brutal freezing and winter weather, however you would suppose that another season might make her happier. That isn’t the case; Last week, my mom’s weather finally transitioned from winter to summer, and she is not glad. She’s been calling me every day, complaining endlessly about the silly heat and humidity. It’s over 68 degrees here, she says in a panic. I’m so sweaty and irritated, I don’t know how I’m going to make it out in the sun this week, she says dramatically. I laugh, as I turn down my control device in the deep south, and brace for the 100 degree air temperature outside.

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Uncomfortable no matter where I go

This is quite the time of year, am I right? There is so much family plus neighbor time built into the summer.

The mornings are long plus lovely.

The mood is slow plus relaxed. The celebrations are filled with seasonal fruits, cold drinks, plus fireworks. I adore the Summer periodically. In my childhood, I hated the tepid season. I didn’t understand the merit of slowing down plus spending time together. I also didn’t see the appeal in kneeling out in the sun until it was necessary to leap into a cool body of water, however maybe maturity is teaching me these new life lessons, or maybe I’m just slowing down in my old age; Either way, I am finally understanding why everyone says Summer is their preferred season of the year. Except for one thing. There is no freaking locale to be comfortable during this season. My friend and I all know how tepid plus sticky it can be outside. My friend and I often have uneven temperatures around 100 degrees plus 100% humidity. The air is often so thick it feels like you can swim in it, however clearly, being outdoors is risky dealer unless you’re built like a camel. That being said, the indoor air conditions definitely aren’t a big improvement. Instead of being dramatically tepid plus humid, the indoor environment is frosty cold plus dry. Tell me how that’s any better, then you pass from one hot, wet locale into a staunchly cold plus dry one all morning long. For me, Summer might be best spent in one air condition; Rather than passing back plus forth between two foreign environments, I might be best off picking just one. If it’s miserably hot, so be it.

Heat pump install

Moving during worst part of the year

I know, I know, some of this is my fault, but i could have pushed for a better solution… But at the time, it just did not seem like there was another way to do things.

I was getting out of a dangerous situation, plus I thought I needed to take things slowly rather than agitate the situation, see, about two months ago I fled from an abusive relationship in a flurry of activity.

I woke up one morning plus things were disturbing. I packed a tote plus I left. I haven’t been back to the house since – namely, because I was threatened with police action if I attempted to regain my personal belongings. Now, the time has come. I finally get to recover all my stuff, the only problem is, the moving date is in the middle of September… For those of you who don’t live in the deep south, the weather is freaking irritated at that time of year. The Summer heat plus humidity is formidable plus dangerous, to be totally honest. If you don’t have access to A/C at all times, there is a option of heat exhaustion or worse. I entirely have all this in mind as I’m gearing up for a weekend of moving my heaviest belongings in the heat plus humidity. I have some helpers coming, which should be a big help, however, all of my moving buddies are from the northern midwest, where the weather never gets as tepid plus irritated as it is here. I sure hope my buddy and I all survive the big transport next month, and worst case scenario, I believe I kiss my personal belongings goodbye plus transport on with my tepid new life.

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No idea how people work outside in summer

As I pile into my minivan and drive towards work everyday, I swear at the sun gods and ask how it can be so ungodly sizzling and humid.

I basically wave my fist in the air and curse the sun as it beats down on me.

For those twenty seconds that I’m walking in between the front door and the car, I feel like I’m in hell. When I get into the car, it’s just as ungodly hot, except in a much more physically permanent way. The seat buckle is branded into my body as the sizzling metal makes contact through layers of clothing or straight on my bare skin. The automobile seat burns my legs and I squirm to get my butt off the skillet. I crank the Ac and wait impatiently as the cool air begins to slowly flow towards me. It feels like a whisper at first, however eventually starts blowing against my sweaty chest just in time to supply me extreme dry coughing fits; Great, I guess to myself, AC is ruining my life and so is the sun. When I get to work, everything is just as bad. The AC in our office is cranked up high, and I shiver all afternoon long. I dislike the amount of cold air they pump into our tiny brick laptop room. I can’t rest how my fingers and toes go numb and my clothing gets stiff with dried sweat. On my way apartment at the end of the afternoon, I see dozens of construction workers resting in the mid afternoon sun. That’s when it hits me – these people have been working in the sun all afternoon long. While I bitch and complain about the sun and AC levels, they’ve been dripping with sweat in 100 degree heat. Maybe it’s time I get away from the current world for a minute.

 

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Uncomfortable no matter where I go

This is quite the time of year, am I right? There is so much family and acquaintance time built into the summer.

  • The days are long and lovely.

The mood is slow and relaxed. The celebrations are filled with seasonal fruits, cold drinks, and fireworks. I cherish the summer time periodically. In my childhood, I hated the sizzling season. I didn’t understand the merit of slowing down and spending time together. I also didn’t see the appeal in resting out in the sun until it was necessary to leap into a cool body of water. Maybe maturity is teaching me these up-to-date life lessons, or maybe I’m just slowing down in my seasoned age, and either way, I am finally understanding why most people says summer time is their favorite season of the year. Except for one thing. There is no freaking place to be comfortable during this season. My buddy and I all know how sizzling and sticky it can be outside. My buddy and I often have temperatures around 100 degrees and 100% humidity. The air is often so thick it feels like you can swim in it, however clearly, being outdoors is risky business unless you’re built like a camel. That being said, the indoor air conditions definitely aren’t a big improvement. Instead of being dramatically sizzling and humid, the indoor environment is chilly cold and dry. Tell me how that’s any better; You pass from one hot, wet place into a staunchly cold and dry one all afternoon long. For me, summer time might be best spent in one air condition. Rather than passing back and forth between two foreign environments, I might be best off picking just one. If it’s miserably hot, so be it.

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Waredwelling needs to be closed in

When it’s 95 degrees or warmer all summer time long, it seems like a real laboring hazard to make your people lift heavy bags plus lean over warm liquids.

I have a drastic human rights issue that needs to be addressed. No one is taking it seriously, although I have decided to take action on it myself. I’m talking about laboring conditions in the deep south. More particularly, I’m talking about making people labor without any A/C in their craft brewery. See, I labor in a small brewery down in the warm plus warm south. Every day when I report to work, I walk through the production floor where the brew is made plus shudder with discomfort as I consider the environment. It’s industrial plus hot. Incredibly hot. The entire place is open air to the outdoor heat plus there is not a whisp of A/C to be found. Since the space is repeatedly heated for the sake of making beer, it’s apparently too lavish for them to close the damn roll doors plus put in a sizable industrial A/C unit. I’ve looked into it, the cheapest models run a few tens of thousands of dollars plus replacement is similar. So I understand it’s an investment. But I also understand the importance of keeping your employees alive. When it’s 95 degrees or warmer all summer time long, it seems like a real laboring hazard to make your people lift heavy bags plus lean over warm liquids. I’ve tried to bring the production men together to form a heat strike, however most people needs the hours to spend money the bills. I mean, it’s all I can do to try to help. I walk right through the heat plus rest in a perfectly air conditioned office, anyways.

Heat pump

Warehome needs to be closed in

I have a extreme human rights issue that needs to be addressed.

No one is taking it seriously, despite the fact that I have decided to take action on it myself.

I’m talking about toiling conditions in the deep south. More identifiably, I’m talking about making people work without any A/C in their craft brewery. See, I work in a small brewery down in the hot and sweaty south. Every day when I report to work, I walk through the production floor where the brew is made and shudder with discomfort as I consider the environment. It’s industrial and hot. Incredibly hot. The entire site is open air to the outdoor heat and there is not a whisp of A/C to be found. Since the space is repeatedly heated for the sake of making beer, it’s blatantly too expensive for them to close the damn roll doors and put in a big industrial A/C unit. I’ve looked into it, the cheapest models run a few tens of thousands of dollars and replacement is similar. So I understand it’s an investment. But I also understand the importance of keeping your employees alive. When it’s 95 degrees or warmer all summer time long, it seems like a real toiling hazard to make your people lift heavy bags and lean over hot liquids. I’ve tried to bring the production men together to form a heat strike, however most people needs the hours to spend money the bills. I mean, it’s all I can do to try to help. I walk right through the heat and sit in a perfectly air conditioned office, anyways.

 

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