Day 10 of no A/C ~ yesterday we left the condo at about 2:00 p.m. as usual. The official temperature in Vegas got up to 109 degrees. We went to the Gold Coast Casino. We used to play Bingo there almost every night our first three years in Las Vegas. We had not been back in years. We played three sessions of Bingo. We did not win, but we did run into a couple of old Bingo regulars we had known in the past. When we got home there was a short message from the A/C contractor. I almost fell through my ass. I did not think they knew how to operate a telephone. Apparently they would like to make an appointment to come over and fix my A/C. It was after 9:00 p.m. when I got the message, but I called and left a message anyway and told them that anytime would be fine. The sooner the better and that we would be home all day. Jesus, I didn’t want them changing their mind. I will call them at 7:30 this morning to confirm a date and time. Please make it today. I am so damned sick of the heat. You really get a special appreciation for Las Vegas when you got without air conditioning for ten days in July. Maybe that’s what I’ll title my complaint letter which is now the size of a short story. “Ten Days in July” by C.D. Williams. They say all’s well that ends well. No way, it ain’t gonna happen this time. I want revenge.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 14:12:13 +0000
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