When none of my efforts worked, I finally called the landlord and complained
I recently moved from way up north to way down south for the sake of a job promotion. I had very little time to pack up my belongings, make the twenty hour drive and get settled. There was no opportunity to have my car serviced before I left. I made the very long drive without a working air conditioner. Rolling down the windows helped very little. By the time I arrived at my new apartment, I was saturated with sweat and suffering a terrible headache. Although I’d chosen the apartment by looking at photographs online, I was hoping for decent accommodations. I decided against starting up the cooling system until I’d hauled all of my stuff inside. I knew I’d be opening and closing the door a bunch of times, which would waste a ton of energy. Since I’d had to put down a very large security deposit, my funds were a bit tight. I expected my monthly electric bills would be rather high because of the heat, humidity and need to operate the air conditioner for the majority of the year. Once all of my possessions were moved into the apartment, I turned the thermostat down and left to go get something to eat. I was looking forward to returning to a nice and cool apartment. Instead, I came back to an extremely hot and sticky indoor space. At first, I thought maybe I’d done something wrong. Assuming I’d set the unit to heating mode, I checked all of the controls. I then inspected the air filter, which was slightly clogged with dust. When none of my efforts worked, I finally called the landlord and complained. He promised to send an HVAC professional to repair the air conditioner the following day. That meant I spent a very uncomfortable and sleepless night in my new apartment.