This week at work has been absolutely miserable as far as the heat goes. We've been able to work in the shade of the building but it's still hot inside. However, today I had to work out in the sun grading gravel for a slab pour, surrounded by concrete and it was near 100 F. I am not one who sweats a lot but even my pant legs were soaked by the end of the day. I'm getting too old for that kind of crap.
I'm going to try to get some work done around here in the morning and maybe take a break during the hottest part of the day.
Yesterday I was working inside the sanctuary part, sawing lumber for blocking and it was terribly hot. Now, we have several very large fans set up in the building and they help a lot but I wasn't feeling any breeze coming my way. After a brief investigation I noticed that the stupid duct men had 3 of the fans on the stage area all pointed at them! All three of them! I called bullshit and went up and turned one of the fans out toward the sanctuary to where several of us were working. Ahh, that felt much better! Well, after about 30 minutes I noticed it got very hot again. WTH? I turned around and couldn't believe it when I saw that one of the duct guys had turned that fan back towards them, so all 3 fans were back on just those 3 guys. The sorry sonova.... I didn't say a word. I didn't make any gestures or pick up anything. I simply put one hand on my hip and gave him 'the Eye'. Even at about 50 feet he could see that look. He looked sheepishly at me and then slowly eased over to the fan and turned it back towards me. Damn skippy, and you better not touch it again.
No wonder I can't attract a man. ;)