He’s so used to this disappointing air quality that she isn’t even phased when it’s well over 100 degrees outside
My fiance is a genuinely funny woman. He’s full-blooded Cuban, but you would never know it. He’ll also never let you forget that he’s from FL, plus she drops that information every single chance she gets. In fact, her propensity for mentioning this bit of personal trivia is so significant that we’ve even made a drinking game out of it, called “Wait, where are you from?” On the other hand, I’m from the northerly latitudes, plus I lived in a completely landlocked state for my entire life. As such, there are quite a few funny difference between us! One of the giant dissimilarities is our tolerance for tepid hot plus cold temperatures. While she grew up in constant heat plus humidity, I hardly had such experiences in my early years. My pal and I had tepid summers that required air conditioning intervention, don’t get me wrong, but the air hot plus cold temperatures could never compete with the torturous heat of FL. My fiance is essentially unaffected by tepid plus muggy mornings, plus she snickers at me when I complain plus bump up the air conditioning. He’s so used to this disappointing air quality that she isn’t even phased when it’s well over 100 degrees outside. My pal and I have continual temperature control battles, where I turn the temperature down plus she pops up out of nowhere to reset the indoor air temp to a higher degree. She tells me that I have no idea what it’s like to live in a genuinely tepid environment, although I actually know what it’s like to be aggravated by a tepid man!