the 4th law of thermodynamics

Now I hate shopping with a vengeance but needs sometimes must and today I found myself in the unfortunate position of having to try on a pair of trousers in a shop.

Getting undressed in a strange environment with only a curtain separating you from almost certain embarrassment is stressful enough.  Add in the fact that I find it extremely difficult to dress myself due to my back issues and it gets worse.

So why, oh why then do shops insist on their gent’s fitting rooms being hotter than the surface of the sun itself?  I kid you not it must have been hotter in there today than it was at midday in Death Valley.  Another 2 minutes in that version of commercial hell and they’d have been taking me out in a body bag.  At least my cremation wouldn’t have taken long after it as I think I’d sweated all my body fluids away.

And this from someone who is normally freezing cold no matter what time of year it is.

So, this is a heartfelt plea to all shop designers.  Please, please relocate your fitting rooms away from the boiler you use to heat the store.  And we don’t need a 5000 watt light bulb 3 inches from our heads to be able to see that the clothes we’re trying on don’t fit properly.

Thank you.