Dew Point

One of my biggest pet peeves is when the weatherman gives the complete weather forecast and neglects to tell me the dew point. It makes me so mad that I have a hole in my wall because of it.

You couldn't find two seconds to tell me at what temperature that the beads of condensation will be forming on my soft drink so I can set my thermostat accordingly? Hey Willard Scott, why don't you forget about these wrinkled old wastes of space for one minute and tell me what the damn dew point is! I mean is that asking too much?

I am so blind with rage right now thinking about all the times that these narcissistic pretty boys chose to banter with the anchorman rather than give me the damn dew point. I need to go self medicate. All of this could have been avoided if you just told me the damn dew point.