Heat

Dear Heat-

Please break here in Atlanta. Please give us a few days of 75 degrees or even some rain. Two days ago, I had my first sales call alone over a lunch. My car did not cool off in the short ride to the restaurant, and my pants stuck to me with wetness. Furthermore, said wetness created a dark spot on my butt and upper thighs, making me look like I had a bladder control problem (not exactly spurring confidence my potential customer).

Also, please ditch your friend humidity. He is not friendly, and I have trouble making small talk with him at parties. He makes me smell and forces me to carry deorodant in my purse for late day applications.

Fondly,
Bridget