DearScotty

Boy it’s hot! “It’s not just the heat,” as my dad would say, “It’s the humidity that kills you!” Such wise words spoken like a true guru. Which leads me to believe that my dad is Japanese. Scary I know. I’ve been sweaty all day but thankfully it hasn’t been so bad in the teacher’s room.

I’ll return from class trying to pry the boxers off my soaked legs then enter a nice chilly teacher’s room. Of course, this is Japan and you can’t have too much of a good thing. So someone has to turn off the AC and open all the windows! Now, my butt’s sweating rain drops and my arm hairs are blotting together.

My dad was infamous for coming home after work and opening up all the windows in the house after we had the air conditioning on all day. We couldn’t plead our case that he was just letting all the cold air out and welcoming in the outside heat. The fact that he wouldn’t listen to rationality is just another piece of evidence of his Eastern heritage. If this is the cultural experience I came seeking then I should’ve moved back in with pops. meh?

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