Freezing in Fresno

My friend went to Fresno last year. (or earlier this year) We emailed each other while he was away, and a wrote him a story. =)

 

Cooper: "Today, on the other hand, I froze stocking freezer shelves. 0 degrees inside the freezer, 115 outside the store. My body was very confused"
Me: "XD Okay. That's funny. You were lucky your body didn't decide to paralyze itself so that it could stay in the freezer.......

Heheheh.
Cooper  was stocking the shelves in a Fresno super market. He walked back and forth, from the hot store to the freezer, all day. It was hot as 5 hells. Then it wasn't. It was more like Hoth. Wait no! 5 hells. Hoth. 5 hells. Hoth. hell. hoth. hell. hoth. hell, hoth, hell, hoth-
Suddenly a voice screamed out in the store. "Cooper! Make. Up. Your. Mind."
Cooper paid it no notice. It was arguable if he heard it at all. He continued going back and forth. Hell. hoth. hell. hoth. hot. cold. hot. cold. hot-
The voice spoke again, this time laden with reproach. "Cooper, I'm not kidding. Stop moving. Now. Make up your mind. Hot or cold?"
Cooper continued to not respond. hot-cold-hot-cold-hot-cold-
The voice cut into Cooper's mind. "Okay. That's it. This is your last chance."
Cooper paused and cocked his ear for a moment, then attributed the sound to the vent blowing in the background. He kept stocking shelves. hot,cold,hot,cold,hot,cold-
The voice spoke again, with laden with cynicism. "Okay, I warned ya...." hotcoldhotcoldhotco-
Suddenly Cooper found that he couldn't move his arms. They just didn't want to move. They felt heavy........ Wait. No, he didn't really feel his arms. He had but a split second to mull over this before his fingers failed. The can he was holding crashed to the floor, spewing baked beans all over the freezer's floor. Cooper hardly noticed because he was trying to stop his fall as well as he could. It was only a few feet, but his legs and arms refused to cooperate.  He crashed to the floor, glasses slightly askew.
"See? Toldja." Said the voice, smugly.
He attempted to squirm around to find the voice, but found it impossible. He stopped trying and instead attempted to ignore the baked beans that were freezing to his glasses.
The voice harrumphed dryly. "If you had listened to me the first time and stayed in one place instead of dashing around like some kind of lunatic, then maybe this wouldn't have happened. Do you know just how hard it is just to maintain someone's core temperature without being in a freezer? In Fresno??"
Cooper considered this. He found that didn't know. It must be very hard though. Suddenly, he wondered what he was doing in Fresno. It was hot. He lay face-down on the floor and felt a faint spark of hope. At least he would be go home tomorrow. In the meantime, well- ........At least it was cold."