Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Hot Wet Dogs
I had central air conditioning installed in this house back in 1993. The first unit I had installed lasted sixteen years with only two failures, one of them caused by an electrocuted rat in the condenser. I replaced that unit three years ago for both reliability and cost reasons. I was told that the new one was the best money could buy. After washing two dogs, I was sweaty and hot. It is 85 degrees with 74 percent humidity outside right now. Inside my house it is 81 degrees with unknown humidity. I suspect it is quite high because the two wet dogs aren't drying off very fast. My very expensive, very reliable air conditioning unit that I just finished paying off, has quit working. Of course I don't take such things with a calm demeanor.
"Mark! Aren't you hot? Can't you tell that the air isn't working?" I screamed.
Sure, Mark is five foot eleven inches, and weighs ninety eight pounds. A breeze from a blast furnace would give him a chill. I am double his weight, and easily sweat like a pig. Anyway, the temperature in here is now up to 82. I am waiting until it is hotter in here than outside before I open the windows. The air conditioner repair man is supposed to be here some time between now and midnight, and I have to stay here just in case he comes around. Meanwhile my house is starting to smell like a very wet dog. A fruity, flowery wet dog, but I'm not sure how long they'll stay smelling so nice.