You start taking more than one shower a day.
You contemplate just sitting in the shower for an hour.
You start fantasising about filling your home with water.
You walk your dog, and the bushes kinda leeeean toward him.
You have to keep walking, lest your shoes get sticky on the street.
You stand in front of a Big Ass Fan® for 20 minutes, and your clothes are still wet.
You move the sprinkler and accidentally get wet. Half an hour later, you’re still standing there.
A crowd of 200 people follows the ice cream truck down the street. When the driver runs out of frozen goods, the crowd is too hot to chase him down and kill him.
Two men get into an argument over a pool game, and they go outside to settle it. After thirty seconds in the sun, they decide to go back inside for another beer.
You’re in your suit and tie coming home from work on a stinking hot afternoon and the unairconditioned Cityrail train grinds to a halt in the Wynyard tunnel. Instant sauna!
Too hot?
When I went out last night it was a balmy 15 degrees (Fahrenheit), with a wind chill of 9 (that would be -13 for the Celsius people)…
Wanna trade places?
•The phone line starts exhibiting electrical resistance.
•The nitrogen drifts in the back yard start melting.
•Your Banana no longer doubles as a hammer.
The boundaries of your world decrease to the 2 metre radius range of your measly desk fan. Occasionally extending to the well-worn pathway to the fridge.
Can’t change channel - remote is in No Man’s Land!
Ice becomes a main meal. crunch
No A/C in my craptacular apartment. Whinge!
Sooooo… hot.
Getting muggy though, we might be in in for more storms down this corner. Coz’ there just aren’t enough broken trees at the moment. We need to break more.
You put a ice/beer/coke filled esky out on the porch so you and friends have a ready supply this afternoon - and find the cat pressed lovingly against it 5 minutes later.
You find the neighbour’s cat pressed lovingly against the other side 10 minutes after that.
I caught two cats in just such an act yesterday. Wish I had my camera. My cat and my neighbour’s cat HATE each other and either side of an esky is about as close as they’ve ever been without bloodshed.