I may have spoken too soon

Last night our air went out. The maintenance man who came to let us in to one of the "corporate apartments" came in to see if he could figure out what the problem was. And he discovered a breaker that had been tripped. The unit came back on and there was much rejoicing.

Premature jubilation. See, the unit ran all night long, but the apartment never cooled off. Current outdoor temperature = 90. Inside our apartment = 85.

The same maintenance man is now on the roof trying to fix the issue before we reach the triple digits for the day.

Looking on the bright side, at least there's been blog fodder for a couple of days.