wow talk about bad luck!
 

So i am away for a week in New Brunswick and the weather is really comfortable, I head back and catch a flight on monday at Pearson airport (day before accident). get on the plane and it is a fucking oven, the flight attendant advises the air conditioning is broken and its about 34 Celcius or 93.2 Fahrenheit. the plane is packed so its fucking gross, get home and the next day its 38 celcius and 100.4 F. Well we hop in the car and boom the air conditioning is broken, so roll down the windows and enjoy the warm fucking air :( Get home later that night and walk into the apartment and its a fucking oven too, check air conditioner and its fucking broken too, 3 air conditioners in 2 days. It was too late to get a new one so i went to bed and sweat like fucking mad, soaked the pillows and had to get water like every hour. had 3 beers that night and woke up so hungover because i sweat all night and was completely dehydrated, felt like total shit! finally got the one in the apartment replaced and its going to take like 5 hours to cool down. fucking crazy, right during a week long heat wave :(

what a bad day you had wiggles. cheer up man, you have more lucky days to come. :)

Dude, at least you weren't on the plane that crashed ... even though (thankfully) no one was injured.

But yes, strangely bad air-conditioning-luck indeed.


-P

gotta have some sort of ac in the summer time.

wow whats the chance of that happening

One thing you should be thankful of. :thumbsup
..and them as well :1orglaugh

It's not the heat it's the humidty. :1orglaugh