The last couple of days

The last couple of days have been hot. Stinkin' freakin' hot. I think maybe even the hottest days of the year. I may have even sweated a little while mowing our crispy brown lawn this afternoon. Wee.

One thing I get a hoot out of is how when it's super hot out, all anyone can talk about is how hot it is. At least here in Minnesota we do - maybe it's different in other parts of the country. Maybe in other parts of the country when it gets super hot out, people just get grumpy and stop talking. Or maybe they're able to laugh it off and go to awesome municipal waterparks that were [wisely] built in anticipation of stinkin' freakin' hot summer weather. Man, I love waterparks.

Talking about talking about how hot it is out always reminds me of when I worked at Bachman's in high school. That was some serious heat. The greenhouses would easily get to like 130 degrees with 95% humidity on a day like today. I would sweat through my $14 uniform in like 10 minutes. Good thing I never washed it.

Being so hot - and being Minnesota - customers were constantly commenting about the mini-rainforest we worked in. "Wow, it's really hot in here," they'd say. It was amusing enough that my coworker Ryan and I decided to keep track of how many people would talk about the heat when they walked up to the counter. (Final result: everyone did.)

After a couple weeks of keeping score, we switched tactics and began trying to beat the customer to the topic. Our idea was that if we brought up the heat first, they'd have to come up with something else to make small talk about, and we would get a little variety in our day. It quickly became our little shtick to greet the customers at the door with a smile and a "hot enough for ya?" After a couple more weeks, that evolved into "hotnuffoya?" and after a couple more weeks of that, it evolved into us acting like idiots and startling the customers with loud, unintelligible greetings that only we could understand. Yucks all around.

Later that same summer, my boss stole my swiss army knife. He was such a doof.