The trials and tribulations of just wanting the apartment to be cooled off. Yes, this will be a whine session…you have been warned.
So, Ashley and I have lived in our current apartment for about 8 1/2 months. In that time, we have had to call the landlord about the central air three times. Now, that may not seem like much over the span of three quarters of a year but there is a little more explanation needed. You see, we moved here in January, so we really didn’t start using the air conditioning until almost May. The new owners of our apartment complex took over in June which is when we first had issues with the air conditioner. So, really the air conditioner has been jacked up three times in three months. That’s once a month that we have to go through the same shenanigans and yet the problem hasn’t been fixed.
The first time the air conditioner went out in June, we had water seeping into our hallway. Due to the waterway occurring in our upstairs hallway, we were concerned about it and wanted it to be checked out quickly. We were worried that the water would start to seep into the bedroom wall and short out the electrical circuits or that it would deteriorate the the ceiling and cause a collapse in the middle of the night after I get up to pee. We called the new landlord and had to leave a message. After calling again, the landlord sent someone out the same day. In our experience, same day maintenance is absolutely unheard of. So, a man came and saw that our drainage tube (the tube that leads from the cooling unit upstairs to outside so that condensation can drain out) was backed up and the condensation was filling out hallway. He had to use an air compressor to blow it out so that the air conditioner could function and we could keep cool.
Fast forward to July. If you lived in America in July, you understand that it was very hot outside. That said, it was a terrible time for the air conditioner to suddenly stop working. It got so hot in our apartment that we had to stay in a hotel because we couldn’t sleep. Ashley and I are not above packing our stuff and heading to the Holiday Inn to some air conditioning and cable tv. We had tried calling the landlord again but they never seem to answer on the first or second call and they definitely don’t check their voice mail regularly. This time, water wasn’t seeping into the hallway so I was afraid that the whole motherboard had just shorted out. Getting that replaced could take days as it had previously in another apartment. It requires possibly having to order a part and someone being home to be able to be here for the maintenance person. It can become a whole hullabaloo. So after a couple days, the landlord answered and said he would send another maintenance guy out the same day. I figured he must have gotten my sternly worded voice mail and thought he better get to work. How wrong could I possibly be?
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