A Dipping Story

It had been one of those days. The kind that would make you quit if they happened more than occasionally. It began at 6 a.m., with personnel problems and was followed soon after by customer problems and equipment problems, none of which could be solved without a significant investment of human and financial resources. All this was exacerbated by a bad lunch that caused serious indigestion that had lasted all afternoon. Finally, it was a little after six, and I was going home.

As I exited the building, I was blasted by a wall of blistering heat. It was the kind of heat that makes you feel as though there is a weight on your chest when you breathe. I walked quickly to my car, opened the door, and was greeted by super-heated air billowing from the cabin, which made the 105 degrees it was outside somehow, seem cool.

I climbed in and immediately switched the temperature control setting to auto and 60. The air blowing from the vents was oppressive as the car struggled to cool the cabin. The