The morbidly obese drives a huge truck.  Doesn't have kids, doesn't tow anything but needs the huge vehicle so he can get in and out of it relatively easily.  Last fall, he drove us all somewhere.  It was midnight, cold and raining.  By time we got in the truck we were wet.  He had a digital readout and I see he turned the AC down to 62 degrees.  I couldn't believe it.  How sick do you have to be to think that is comfortable?!