Conditioning

I have been conditioned. By air conditioning.

Let me explain. It has actually gotten cold enough down here in Miami for the HEAT to be necessary. No, I'm not talking about the basketball team. I'm talking hot air pouring from the vents to stave off the shivers.
But I'm so used to every click that comes from the thermostat and subsequent employment of the vents to mean I get colder. Which invariably means I flinch and pull the blanket closer and knees tighter to the chest, wishing I hadn't set the termperature so low. But for the past two days, that click means warm air. But the air conditioning has conditioned me to respond to it a certain way. Its odd how inatimate objects can effectuate a result like that. Its strange that way.