{"id":345,"date":"2009-03-08T04:30:00","date_gmt":"2009-03-08T08:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=345"},"modified":"2016-05-11T15:26:48","modified_gmt":"2016-05-11T19:26:48","slug":"do-you-need-some-ice-sir","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=345","title":{"rendered":"Do You Need Some Ice, Sir?"},"content":{"rendered":"

I am attending a conference sponsored by the organization I work for. The conference is being held in a hotel in Washington, DC. It got rather warm today outside (about 70\u00b0F, 21\u00b0C). Since I would much rather<\/u> be riding my Harley, I compromised. I rode my Harley to the conference, since I’m staying at home and not in the hotel.<\/p>\n

Today it got hot inside the hotel. They weren’t expecting outdoor air temperatures to get so warm this time of year, so they did not have cooling on inside.<\/p>\n

Our big boss expects all of the staff to wear a suit — “business attire” — throughout the conference. Bleccchhh. Oh well, I do what I have to do. (Don’t worry, though, I still had boots on. I really don’t<\/i> own any shoes.)<\/p>\n

After an uncomfortable morning, sitting there in a shirt and tie but with the jacket casually draped across the back of my chair, the boss noticed and “suggested” that I keep my jacket on. I looked around, and noticed that most men who were dressed up had their jackets on. Well, since I was “asked…”.<\/p>\n

In the early afternoon, I was sitting in the back of a room observing a meeting, and felt rather clammy. I looked down at the front of my shirt, and noticed that it was all wet with sweat. As I was noticing this, a colleague came up to me and asked, “are you okay?” He said that my face was all red and there was a lot of sweat on my forehead.<\/p>\n

I stood up and removed my jacket. I discovered to my dismay that my shirt was completely drenched in sweat. Then I was even more shocked to see that I had sweat stains below the waist. I was burning up!<\/p>\n

I left the meeting and went to a more private area to try to cool off. My colleague was very worried about me, and came with me. He was suggesting that perhaps I needed to go to a doctor, as I was still sweating like crazy. A hotel staff person walked by, looked at me, and asked, “do you need some ice, sir?” I said “yes!”<\/p>\n

I sat there for about an hour drinking ice water and cooling down. I put an ice pack on the back of my neck and on each wrist. Eventually, I cooled off. Another colleague loaned me a dry shirt, and I recomposed myself to finish out the day.<\/p>\n

I don’t know how men do it — wear a jacket<\/u>, shirt, and tie all day. I just can’t. I figure my reaction was a combination of the heat inside the building, my strong discomfort in the clothing I had to wear, and my concern about the situation causing me to react.<\/p>\n

Tomorrow — shirt, but no undershirt. Lighter pants. Lighter jacket (I only have two, so what I have will have to do). And I will carry that blasted jacket and only put it on when I see the big boss.<\/p>\n

It’s odd that I can wear leather and not get so overheated. But close up my neck with a stupid necktie and smother me in a suit jacket, and something goes flooky in my mind or something. Uggghhh… three more days of this. Wish me luck!
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