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Sweating Through Clothes

July 25, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Humor, Life In Your 20's, life lessons

write this not minutes after leaving a professor’s office hours. I walked to his office from across campus, which includes ascending Capitol Hill, which has to be a 45-degree incline for a quarter of a mile. So obviously I was sweating, even with an iced coffee in my hand. I dabbed my face throughout our meeting. My sweat glands finally ceased.

Forty minutes later, our meeting drew to a close. I stood up to leave, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the seat of my chair – a blooming, dark-edged stain. Was that sweat?! My eyes bulged. It couldn’t be. I wasn’t that sweaty.

Was I?

No, it couldn’t possibly be.

Sweater Weather

March 28, 2016 by Cazey Williams in Cazey's Column, Humor, Life In Your 20's, life lessons

e need to talk about sweating. This may seem like the wrong season, but I promise you, it’s not. Sweating can strike anytime, anywhere.

We need to more understanding of the sweaters in this world. We need to turn down the heaters in February and also let people keep their coats on inside if they want to because of their sweat stains.

A few years ago, I had an important interview for a scholarship at 8:30 AM one Friday morning. The month before had been Christmas, and my parents had bought me an overcoat because I wanted to seem like a posh, mature adult, which meant I have a pea coat that goes to my knee. Actually I wanted an Old Navy pea coat, but my mom called it cheap and said she’d buy me a real one. So I ended up with this heavy, wool, charcoal coat. But boy, did it keep me warm. Too warm.