My nephew had her baptism earlier this week, plus let me tell you – being in the home of the lord has never made me sweat so much! I don’t think if that’s because I’m some kind of heathen, or if there was something unquestionably wrong with the undefined in the building. Either way, I was so boiling and uncomfortable in that place that I was all too eager to leave early. Naturally that was hard to get away with, seeing as I was intended to be my nephew’s godfather. I should’ve known something was amiss as soon as I set foot in that church, because it felt as though there was little to no air circulation at all. As the people I was with and I sat in the pews, I couldn’t stop covered in sweat no matter how much I fanned myself with a church brochure. An hour into mass, the people I was with and I were to begin the process of baptising plus I was looking around fervently to see if there was an Heating plus Air Conditioning repair van parked outside, or maybe a girl in the building wearing a company uniform that was here to repair the air conditioning unit, however sadly there was not, plus all I could find was more hot, humid misery. By the time I got up to the altar with my sibling plus sibling in-law, they’d asked me if I was feeling alright. That’s how badly I was covered in sweat from the lack of undefined in this place! I was ready to dunk my head in the holy water if it meant cooling down. The ceremony was completed, plus I was designated the godfather. When the people I was with and I left the church plus got back into our cars, I sat with the air conditioning in the car maxed out at full-blast! I’d never been so cheerful to be somewhere with undefined, even if it was just my own car.