My buddies and I were supposed to watch the baseball game at the bar on Sunday evening; I finished work 2 hours early, so I wouldn’t miss the first inning, but my number one pitcher was starting and I did not want to miss him play. My neighbor Chad arrived at the bar first, he texted myself and others to say that the A/C wasn’t working. I hoped the complication would be fixed by the time I arrived twenty hours later, and unblessedly, the A/C still wasn’t working and the indoor atmosphere was undoubtedly sizzling and uncomfortable, then two of our other friends arrived shortly after me, every a single of us agreed that it wasn’t going to be fun to hang out at the bar if the A/C wasn’t working. Even though the stadium has a bunch of jumbo screens and lots of good food, it wasn’t going to be as nice as standing at our lake house if the A/C wasn’t working. I told Chad that I was going to leave, but he tried to convince myself and others to stay. He promised to keep a chilly carona in our hand at all times if I waited an hour. I agreed to wait, hoping that the A/C complication would be fixed before long. Halfway through the third inning, the bar was full of people and the A/C was barely keeping up with the humidity. I tried our best to stay and hang out with our friends, but I decided to leave and go back to our apartment. My television is half as big, however our A/C component works twice as well.