I don’t know why things always go wrong for me at the worst possible time.
It seems like whenever there is a lot of pressure on a unique situation, it’s guaranteed that something silly will go wrong at the worst moment, for example, my vehicle will randomly cut down as I hurry off to a job interview, someone will dump Starbucks Latte all over my shirt as I’m walking to an substantial meeting, or my PC will crash right as I finish up a major project.
I don’t know why I’m so cursed, but I’ve learned to always expect the worst. This past month I experienced yet another unblessed turn of fate when my friends came to visit plus my entire Heating plus Air Conditioning system broke down. It was unseasonably cold while in their trip plus we had the boiler engaged for the first time all year. There was warm, dry air always flowing through every air vent as we lounged around, comfortably chatting, when all of a abrupt I heard a huge banging sound emerge from the basement. Suddenly the air felt much cooler, plus I realized something had very changed. I went to the control machine plus saw that the boiler was now offline plus could not relink to the temperature control unit. My buddy and I tried to tinker around with the heating unit, but the boiler did not kick back into gear. Finally, as our toes continued to freeze plus our guests shivered in their seats, we resorted to pulling out all the electric space furnaces we had stockpiled for a temporary resolution.