Smart? 🥶🧊
I’m waiting for transport from New Hampshire to Boston on a beautiful, crisp October day.
I see these massive granite benches for people to sit on.
Virtually indestructible. Impervious to the weather. “They’ll never wear out,” I’m thinking.
Smart.
So I sit down.
Hard.
Cold.
I mean COLD.
That stone sucked the heat out of my butt faster than an ice bath.
So I decided to sit on the one basking in the sunshine.
Same thing.
COLD.
I looked around.
About 15 of these things—and nobody was sitting on them.
For obvious reasons.
So now I’m asking:
Smart?
