One of my number one things to do in the Summer, plus I am not at all embarrassed to admit it, is to go to the theatre. Ironic isn’t it? The weather abruptly becomes nice plus I want to spend my time indoors. I happen to not be a fan of warm weather. I appreciate the cold. So in the Winter I am more active outside than in the Summer. And when it gets warm plus sticky out, I like to do activities that take myself and others indoors. To the nice temperature controlled theatre I go… Generally the performances are a couple hours long. I am perfectly satisfied to rest plus bask in the glow of the air conditioning in my little velvet seat. My spouse will a business myself and others to these affairs, plus the people I was with and I will usually find a nice spot to eat before or afterward. There was a time, however, when the location the people I was with and I went to eat was unluckily devoid of cooling system. It was after the play, but both of us had walked across the street from the theatre to a little location that had gotten great reviews, but when the people I was with and I walked in, the atmosphere was charming except for the lack of air conditioning. I immediately asked the Maitre D about the cooling system situation plus he confirmed that the eating establishment did not have air conditioning on in the building that night because of how nice the weather was outside. I was immediately skeptical. I wasn’t sure if I was going to like their food, seeing as the people didn’t even have enough sense to turn the cooling system on. Surely I did not want the cook to be dripping with sweat all over my food. As if studying my mind, the Maitre D mentioned in his rapid flow of conversation that the living room was the only area that worked on cooling system constantly. Nearly year round, in fact. The heat was so extreme, it was necessary. According to him, anyway. I couldn’t help thinking to myself that what was necessary was keeping the guest’s from dripping with sweat their faces off while they eat.