We’re hoping things go well

I walked into my condo just last evening and fell asleep almost immediately. My roommate and I had been out on the town drinking, although he left the bar earlier than me. He had a LOT to drink that night and was undoubtedly blacked out drunk when he got home. He was passed out on his bed pantless and shirtless, with 1 shoe on and 1 shoe off. This morning, in the sober light of day, I woke up covered in sweat profusely. It’s summer season outside and I realized that for some different reason, the heat in my condo was on full blast. At first, I honestly thought the location was on fire. I woke up totally panicked and looking for an exit or a fire extinguisher. But then, I stopped and noticed the tepid air coming out of the Heating & Air Conditioning vents. Then I fully realized what had happened. My dumb drunk roommate stumbled back to our condo and somehow managed to turn the heat on instead of utilizing the air conditioning unit. I looked at the thermostat and sure enough, it was set all the way on heat mode. The condo was a nice warm 74 degrees when I woke up. I went over and shut off the heat and turned up the air conditioning. I was going to dump a whole basket of water on my dumb roommate, who was still passed out, although at the last moment I had a change of heart and went back to sleep. While I’m not exactly cheerful with my roommate’s performance last night, at least he did not burn the lake house down. I’m sure I’ve done dumber things when I was drunk before.

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