Pax Nortona – A Blog by Joel Sax
From the Land of the Lost Blunderbuss
The AC Saga
Posted on September 17, 2002 in Lucre Weather
Last night I thought I heard the drip of rain. I looked out the window and sniffed the air, but there were no splatters on the pavement, no scent of disturbed dust.
The AC repairman came today. He climbed into the attic, clipped his hoses to the lines, performed the same check outside, and determined that we needed a new air conditioning unit.
Insurance will cover the most brutal of the costs, but we have to pay the taxes, get a new programmable thermostat (I’ll try to talk the insurance into buying this and save us $85), and carry the old flutter box to the dump. Even with the insurance and the savings from doing part of the job ourselves, it will end up costing us about $400.
While the guy was here, my dentist called. “We were expecting you this morning.” No, that’s impossible, I said. My date is October 1. I checked the PDA. That’s what I had. We negotiated a new time.
I get the sick feeling that I am going to be charged for this. Another thing to be sorry for.
I signed the AC man’s form and showed him out. I looked into what appeared to be a endless blue sky and beheld a thin layer of suspended grime, far above, casting its shadows on me.
