Catching Heat

This morning at school, a teacher in an adjoining classroom stormed into mine to adjust the thermostat our rooms shared.
   
"It's freezing in [my room]," she said animatedly as she pushed up the dial after first extracting the cover plate looking for who knows what. "If that doesn't work, we'll have to call someone." As she was leaving, she turned back to explain something to me. "You're fine -- because you're a man and men are never cold." Very definitive. "You're always hot. Right!" It wasn't a question.

"If you say so," I mumbled.

"If I say so?" Talking very fast now. "My husband is always hot; my son is always hot...."

I was beginning to feel the heat.