Ever since I was a baby, and I'm 61 now, I have always hated summer/sun/heat, can't abide it. It makes me physically ill and causes menopause and period problems.
A few years ago, at work during a heatwave, our manager and assistant manager were both off sick at the same time, for different reasons, not related to the heatwave, so the manager asked me to step in as the temporary manager, and I appointed another member temporarily assistant manager.
When the real manager/assistant came back a few days later, the manager was so pleased with my work that she asked me to travel to another place to act as the assistant manager of another one for 3 days.
I was standing there, swimming in sweat, thumping headaches, etc., and the district manager, who worshipped the sun, came in and said ''I bet you're loving this heat as much as me''. I politely replied ''No, I hate summers, it makes me ill, and also it's making my menopause far worse''.
He then said condescendingly and patronisingly ''You're being quite selfish and only thinking of yourself, and surely it won't affect the menopause, it would make it better''.
OH MY COD! I ABSOLUTELY LOST IT ON HIM!
I BLASTED him there and then and said what the bloody hell would he know about the menopause and how heat affects female bodies?
Then I told him to go and ''fry in hell'' and walked off, so angry I was physically shaking! He suddenly disappeared into the office and slammed the door shut, where, thankfully, I didn't have to see the freak for the rest of the day, and he wasn't ''conveniently'' there for the other 2 days either!
When I got back to my actual workplace, I told the manager/assistant what had happened, and they were both killing themselves laughing! They'd both had the misfortune of having to deal with Mr I-Know-How-To-Be-A-Total-Gob over the years, and they hated him too!