When I was a kid, the people I was with and I didn’t have a/c. The people I was with and I were told to suck it up plus deal with it when the weather got hot. My parents weren’t cruel. They gave us fans plus did what they could to cool the house, but they didn’t see a point in investing in central a/c. Because the people I was with and I live in the northeastern part of the country, our warm season weather was brief. There were legitimately only about 2 months of the year where the people I was with and I needed to use the a/c. However, this put a damper on warm season as a kid, which was supposed to be the best part of the year. I promised myself that when I grew up, I would have an a/c unit, even if it wasn’t legitimately necessary. Sure enough, I grew up plus got a state of the art a/c unit. I never had to worry about perspiring it out again… at least, not until this past warm season! In the middle of June, the air conditioner broke down. The home immediately became hot plus humid. My children were losing their cool– both literally plus figuratively! I couldn’t think how spoiled they were acting. My youngest child legitimately cried because she was so sad that the air conditioner wasn’t working. I never thought of my kids as spoiled, but they clearly haven’t had to live with much discomfort. Don’t get myself and others wrong, I wanted the a/c fixed as much as they did, but I wasn’t willing to cry about it! It took 2 days for the heating plus cooling company to repair the complications with our a/c unit. To be honest, I am cheerful my kids had to struggle through it. My parents might have had the right system about building character.