I went to a college frat celebration a couple weeks ago. I knew that it was September, but I couldn’t know how hot it was in the house. They had over a hundred people crowded into this small house, plus it was so hot that I could barely breathe. I found someone who lived in the apartment plus I asked if they could please turn on the air conditioning. She reminded me that it was only fifty degrees outside. I didn’t care what the outside temperature was. It had to be nearly one hundred inside. I found a thermostat plus realized I wasn’t far off, and it was honestly only ninety-one, but it felt much warmer than that. I saw where a couple guys had a window open plus they were taking turns hanging their heads out to get a little extra cool air. There was someone in the dining room waving the freezer door, trying to get some of the frigid from the freezer into the house. I went back to the thermostat, wondering if there was some way I could change the temperature. The heating button had been pressed plus I was hoping I could maybe turn on the air conditioning. I no sooner had the thermostat switched from gas furnace to air conditioner, when the apartment resident asked what I was doing. I told him someone had been messing with the thermostat plus I was only laying guard. She patted our shoulder plus told me I was doing a nice task plus to keep up the nice work. I just hoped no one realized what was happening when the air conditioning turned on.