This year while the people I was with and I were in Springtime break, our acquaintance and I threw a immense celebration at our parents beach house.
- Mt parents were out of neighborhood that week and they knew that the people I was with and I were going to have a celebration.
My parents do not care if I throw a celebration as long as I pay the cleaning crew to clean the disaster the next day. My dad told me to have fun and do not get the cops called. Those are usually his last words before leaving for a corporation trip. My mom hugged me goodbye and told me not to drink all of the superb wine in the cellar. I thought that was funny because I have never drank wine in our life. About multiple or fifteen minutes after our parents disappeared in a cab, our acquaintance showed up with the celebration planning notebook. Both of us hashed out all of the details and made a plan for the day; Everything at the celebration was going great until the AC broke down. My friends were complaining about the indoor temperatures and I did not guess how to help. I called our dad and he told me that the AC might be frozen. I opened the door so I could look at the evaporator coils and they were covered in ice. My dad said that the coils froze up because the people I was with and I had the control component set too low. Both of us had to wait for the ice to thaw before the AC would labor again. Most people left before the AC came back on and the whole celebration was a immense disaster.