And as fast as I flew down the highway from Tucson, through New Mexico towards Texas ... I was back in school, at work again in the same amount of time. Yes, my summer was cut quite short.
But, I have a new job. A different job. In a different city, different county, even. I have my own office, my own post it notes and even my own pen. I have my own phone, too. And it rings off the hook.
I'd like to say I have my own air conditioner, too... but I can't quite say that yet. Oh there's a box on the wall that just may blow air someday, but it sure ain't doin' that yet. I'm told that the air is off during the summer. So even my a/c knows that it's still summer. School starts up on the 27th of August. Does that mean that my a/c won't figure out how to turn itself on until then? Yikes.
Because it was a mild (not) 88 degrees in my office today, I propped open the door and tried to get my stifling hot air to head out into the hallway. I hoped and hoped that some of the cool (?) 79 degree air would find its way into my office. It did not.
So I sat on the floor and tried to work. I figured that heat rises, so what could it hurt? And you know what? I'm not so sure that heat actually does rise. I think I've been lied to all these years. It was just as hot on the floor as it was on the ceiling.... not that I was up on the ceiling or anything.
So, when 4:00 rolled around, I bolted out of there. Or at least I started to. The a/c box on the wall caught my eye and I decided to try once more to get that thing to work. And you know what? At 4:05 I suddenly saw the ON button.
I set the temperature for 65 degrees. I figured I'd give the thing all night to cool the office down. And since I have now realized that 65 is a bit on the cool side, I've got my heater ready to go for tomorrow morning.
Some people just can't be pleased.