Please note, if you are new to my blog or just stopping by for the A-Z that this post will contain curse words from here on out. As to most of my posts. You've been warned.
Most of you know about my idiot roommate.
I want to punch him in the face, but at the same time, he's so gross that I wouldn't make my poor hand go through that because ew.
Well, dumbass is at it again.
(By the way, his girlfriend dumped him about a week after I made the post saying that they wouldn't be together more than two or three weeks. I should have made a bet.)
Anyways, dumbass is being a dumbass. I live in Arizona, the desert, where it gets really fucking hot during summer. Or, apparently, at the end of March. I'm prewriting this post on March 29 and the high today was 93 degrees outside.
A couple weeks ago, Wolfy (that is my boyfriend, for you lovely new readers) turned the a/c on because it was getting so hot. Roommate turned it off. It was so hot in here that it was like being slapped in the face and being unable to breath, because the heat was just so stuffy. So Wolfy turned it back on and put up a note (which I can't find to take a picture of, oops).
The note said not to shut off the a/c because it's too hot.
Roommate bumped the temperature up all the way to 80 degrees so that it wouldn't kick on anymore.
Somewhere during all of this, Roommate's Xbox One totally shitted out. Wolfy and I have a theory that since Roommate would have it on for hours at a time, with no air circulation, it just overheated. It's been about two weeks since it died and we've been enjoying the living room without the dumbass.
It's been a constant war to keep the a/c at a nice temperature instead of being baked in our own apartment.
Every day when I get home from work, it's been shut off and I have to turn it back on. I walk to and from work every day and it can be colder outside than it is in my apartment, to the point I start sweating as soon as I shut the front door.
At first, I was irritated.
Then I got angry.
Today, he shut it off while I was in the shower, and it was 91 degrees outside.
Now he's done pissed me off.
I'm gonna need some chili powder and some ghost chili. He wants it to be hot? Fine, I'll show him what hot really is.