Almost all my coworkers feel the need to comment that I’m still wearing shorts past-Halloween. Yeah, even if it’s cold outside it gets stuffy and hot in this damn warehouse! I can tolerate the cold between my car and the front door better than I can tolerate getting sweaty in here!
I’ve always ran a little hot and have tended to be more comfortable in cooler weather, but I will often get random strangers coming up to me and being like “OH MY GOD SIR ARE YOU NOT FREEZING RIGHT NOW! YOU ARE WEARING BUT A T-SHIRT AND GYM SHORTS AND IT’S BELLOW 60!” No, I’m fine, I just don’t mind the cold much.
What genuinely amazes me up here is seeing Samoans in fucking t-shirts, shorts, and flip-flops in sub-zero weather. Always the happiest least bothered people I meet.
Don’t know about samoans but I’ve seen people in shorts in snow storms. Some people just don’t have functioning thermoreceptors, and good for them I guess.
I broke my thermoreceptors for the heat down in the deserts around Phoenix during one of their hottest summers.
Honestly made life easier for me whenever I venture beyond Alaska’s frigid shores.