A man is standing outside in the middle of a blizzard, shivering uncontrollably. His neighbor walks by, bundled up in layers of warm clothing, looking surprisingly comfortable.
“Brrr, it’s absolutely freezing out here!” the shivering man exclaims, teeth chattering. “I can barely feel my fingers and toes!”
His neighbor smiles. “Oh, it’s not so bad. You just need to dress for the weather.”
“Dress for the weather?” the man asks, pulling his thin jacket tighter. “I am dressed! This is all I have!”
The neighbor shakes his head. “No, no, I mean really dress for it. Like, wear a hat, gloves, a thick coat, thermal underwear…”
“I know, I know,” the man interrupts, “but I’m talking about the real problem with winter.”
The neighbor raises an eyebrow. “And what’s that?”
The man leans in conspiratorially, his voice a low shiver. “It’s when you go outside, and it’s so cold, you actually look forward to getting back into your car… just to hear the seat warmer say, ‘Hello, old friend!'”