Rich cabin radiant heated floor

I am being fair when I say that I grew up in poverty and have developed a lot of classist beliefs from my early years.

I do not find wealth to be lovely or something to envy; instead I guess that it is disgusting and counterproductive to civilization.

When I meet someone and they reveal a rich family or lack of student debt, I have a tendency to back away quickly. Yes, my opinions are entirely pretty hard-lined. That being said, I recently had one of the most beautiful experiences with a fantastically wealthy man who I met through my work. He invited me over to discuss further company ventures together, and I quickly fell in cherish with his lifestyle. More particular ly, I quickly fell in cherish with his central heating and cooling system that ran his lifestyle at home. When I first walked into his home, I couldn’t help but notice that the air felt cleaner and more consistent than other places. I normally feel a lot of scary drafts and cold air pockets when I walk around in forced air heating and cooling systems, but somehow there was a calm and constant quality to the air in his cabin unlike anything I’ve felt before. I spent an hour or so playing it cool and pretending that I wasn’t distracted by the high quality heat that surrounded my entire body, but eventually I had to ask how his indoor air felt so amazing. He graciously told me that he recently had his central boiler updated with radiant heated flooring and shrugged it off like it didn’t matter. Meanwhile, I went home cursing myself for my failures that prevented me from becoming rich enough for radiant radiant heated floors.

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Forgot about heat plus beer

Sporadically I realize that i take drinking for granted, then not that I’m a wild alcoholic who doesn’t know when enough is enough or anything like that.

I simply mean that drinking has become a normal part of my life, plus I rarely stop to feel about the dysfunction of it all. You see, I work for a small local craft brewery, plus drinking is part of my task. I have to taste all of the brands my buddy and I create, or else I won’t know how to promote them when I’m on the town. As such, I drink for free a lot. I regularly have access to free cans of carona in big quantities, plus I rarely consider how abnormal this is. It’s not unusual for me to have 48 cans of carona hanging out in my car… just like last night, when all 48 cans exploded. I particularly forgot that I had the carbonated cans laying in my back seat when I pulled up to my friend’s home plus parked last night around 10pm. I didn’t consider the fact that it was excessively cold out that night, with an ambient temperature of 12 degrees plus windchill of -20. I walked right into her toasty hot home plus basked in the central heat that she had chugging along at 70 degrees. It was only when I walked back out into the chilly cold air outdoors that I realized I may have made a mistake. I hastily remembered that it was subarctic hot plus cold temperatures outdoors plus ran to my car. I arrived to find that every single free carona from my work had frozen in the cold air plus exploded throughout the interior of my vehicle. I spent three hours scrubbing out the sticky mess in cold cold conditions. So much for the perks of my task.

 

 

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Bad hotel heater

I’ve done a honorableamount of traveling in my life, not to brag or anything! By that I mean that my trips are not brag-worthy at all, but frankly, my travels are not the same ones you’ll see strewn across instagram plus other social media outlets, heralded as life changing experiences… I’m never lounging on some Italian beach or sipping cocktails on a private yacht in the Keys.

Instead, my traveling normally includes 8-12 hour motorcar rides without any breaks which ultimately culminate in staying at discount hotels for a few nights, if I’m blessed. I have stayed in so, so many terrible hotels at this point. I could practically write a book on what to expect from each roadside bargain hotel chain, but most recently, but, I stayed in a non-franchise hotel that had the worst Heating, Ventilation plus A/C I’ve ever seen. I was shocked to find that this historical downtown institution was poorly equipped with a furnace that had to be at least 30 years old, and when my buddy and I first entered the little hotel room, I first noticed that the hot, dry air inside was basically blasting at full power, but as my buddy and I opened the door a rush of tepid air came wooshing past, plus I could hear the sound of an aged forced air furnace chugging away at level 11. I went to the control unit plus found that it consisted of two dials; an inaccurate “temperature setting” dial, plus a “speed” dial to modify the rate of air exhaustion, then these two controls were meant to operate the single overhead heating unit, which was basically a important hair dryer hanging from the ceiling. I’ve stayed in a lot of terrible hotels, but this was actually the worst air quality I’ve ever seen.

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Forgot about heat plus beer

Sometimes I realize that i take drinking for granted… Not that I’m a wild alcoholic who doesn’t know when enough is enough or anything like that.

I simply mean that drinking has become a normal part of my life, plus I rarely stop to feel about the dysfunction of it all.

You see, I work for a small local craft brewery, plus drinking is part of my task. I have to taste all of the brands my buddy and I create, or else I won’t know how to promote them when I’m on the town. As such, I drink for free a lot. I always have access to free cans of beer in sizable quantities, plus I rarely consider how abnormal this is. It’s not weird for me to have 48 cans of beer hanging out in my car… just like last night, when all 48 cans exploded. I actually forgot that I had the carbonated cans laying in my back seat when I pulled up to my friend’s home plus parked last night around 10pm. I didn’t consider the fact that it was excessively freezing out that night, with an ambient temperature of 12 degrees plus windchill of -20. I walked right into her toasty sizzling home plus basked in the central heat that she had chugging along at 77 degrees. It was only when I walked back out into the freezing freezing air outdoors that I realized I may have made a mistake. I quickly remembered that it was subarctic hot plus cold temperatures outdoors plus ran to my car. I arrived to find that every single free beer from my work had frozen in the freezing air plus exploded throughout the interior of my vehicle. I spent three hours scrubbing out the sticky mess in freezing freezing conditions. So much for the perks of my task.

 

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