Well, there's no need to ever wonder what Hell feels like. It's day number seven of no air conditioning and judging from my red face, the continuous perspiration running down my back, and the general feeling that even the walls are melting, I think I have a pretty good idea. With any luck the poor, overworked, part time repairman will be able to make it out before midnight though. That is, after he works his regular job, picks up his kids from daycare, and fixes another AC unit an hour away.
I don't know how people ever got anything done in such sweltering conditions before this modern convenience existed. I guess that would explain why hardly anyone lived in Florida the first half of the twentieth century. Yet even today, with all the adequate cooling systems, there's still no way to escape the heat entirely. You feel it whenever you venture outside, even if it's just to walk to your mailbox and back. 30 seconds is just enough time to immediately raise your degree of irritability to record highs too. I guess that would also explain why this state currently has one of the highest crime rates too. (I actually witnessed a stabbing while trying to have a happy meal with my kids at a friendly neighborhood Burger King).
But the house makes a really nice sauna and at least there's no need to exercise to work up a sweat this week either! And if things get really bad the family could all just walk around the house in our underwear or camp out with in a well air conditioned super Walmart. Sadly, I don't think that constitutes good parenting according to childrens' protective services. We're just going to have to plant ourselves directly in front of multiple fans and imagine were vacationing at the North Pole.
What can I say? "If there is a problem, Yo I'll solve it!" I hate to go here but desperate times...It might just help cool things down. Word to yo mutha! Kick it... YouTube - Vanilla Ice - Ice Ice Baby
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