They put a lockbox on my thermostat

When I moved out of my parents’ house, I moved into this small apartment building.

I couldn’t wait to get into the apartment and tell my friends that I wanted to have a party.

I invited my twelve closest friends and told them to invite one other person. I thought the apartment was too small to have more than that many people. Unfortunately, it felt like they invited and their invitee invited one, and so on. I ended up with fifty people in my small apartment, and it was getting hot. I went in search of the thermostat, only to find that the landlord had placed a lockbox over it. There was no way I could turn the air conditioning lower. I tried opening windows, but they were nailed shut. The next thing I knew, I heard some yell, “I did it!”. I walked over to where the voice came from only to see that the lockbox was ripped off the thermostat. The air conditioning was running on high and it was definitely getting cooler in the house. The thermostat had been lowered to sixty-five. I started yelling to get everyone’s attention, but the music had been turned up when the air conditioning was turned down. Even over the noise, I could hear someone pounding on the door. My landlord stood there with a scowl as he told me that I had to be out first thing in the morning. He looked at the thermostat and told me to turn the AC back up and I could pay him for the lockbox on my way out the door. I had to call my parents and tell them I wasn’t ready to live by myself.


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