First date at the steakhouse with no a/c

For the past several years, I’ve been flirting with one of my coworkers… I try to park my car right beside Tony’s red truck in the lot so that the people I was with and I can walk in plus out of the building together.

I make sure to take my tea plus lunch breaks at the same time as he does, then whenever possible, I find a reason to walk by Tony’s office.

I’ve been waiting plus desperate for him to ask me out! Two weeks ago, he finally asked me to go out to dinner, however he offered reservations at a super extravagant Italian steakhouse downtown, but since our plans were for Wednesday evening, I had all day to get ready. I went shopping plus bought a current outfit. I got my hair colored, split plus styled plus invested in a manicure plus pedicure… Although the outside temperature was in the high eighties with brutal humidity, I chose a long sleeve dress because I expected the air conditioner in the steakhouse to be blasting. I didn’t want to shiver the whole time, during the drive downtown, I cranked the air conditioner in the car plus pointed the vents straight at me, however unfortunately, I couldn’t find any nearby parking which forced me to walk six blocks, but by the time I arrived at the steakhouse, I was damp with sweat. I looked forward to the air conditioner inside the location. I hastily realized that there was an a/c issue. The steakhouse was terribly hot. Throughout the meal, sweat ran down my face. I had wet stains under my arms. I drank too much water plus needed to excuse myself to the powder room several times. Because of the a/c malfunction, my first date was a disaster.
Air conditioning worker