It is hot. Very hot. And uncomfortable. And sticky. Did I mention the hot?
And oh look, a perfectly nice air conditioner. Just sitting there three feet away from me. The problem? It's. Just. Sitting. No cold air, absolutely nothing. Mocking me. It's not broken, it has no good excuse for not relieving the hotness. The building people just haven't deemed it necessary to turn it on yet, and we measly residents have no power. We just get to sit here being hot and mocked.
I really, really hate this shoebox furnace apartment.
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