History Channel?! What?!

Here I am at work all hot, sweaty, and gross and this man with a camera comes in and says can I take your picture. Okay. Really?  I know he is with the History Channel but come on! I am gross and hot and sweaty! Plus its 1030. No one needs photographic evidence of how horrible they look when they arrive for a third shift. Yeah. I let him take my picture. Why not? Well, I already answered why not but it seemed wrong to say no. Now the nice man has my photo. I have no idea what the History Channel is doing in Plymouth.  All I know is they have not melted while here. I on the other hand am quite possibly 10 pounds lighter than I was when I arrived two hours ago. At 10 when I arrived it was about 80 degrees outside and 80 degrees inside. Sadly my attire was not ready for it to be this hot. I am wearing a nice cool cotton dress but since it is sleeveless I am also wearing a light sweater. Long sleeves. Wooo! And because I know as the night goes on I will be cold  I am wearing leggings. Honestly its only the sweater that's bothering me right now. I cant take it off of at least another hour to make sure no one will witness me in a strapless dress with a pink bra on. Ah the greatness of work. I must go and do some now. More later.