I don't harbor ill-will toward people often in my life, but when I do... Last night when I got home from my sweaty, stinky, hour-long commute which included walking and waiting and riding on a crowded metro train, I discovered that our house was no longer being "air conditioned" although I could hear the air conditioner running. In the end we had to sleep sans AC with the promise that a repairman would be arriving at our house promptly at 7:00 AM this morning. The motherfucker never showed. (I save up my swear words for rainy days and decided to spend one - sorry.) We haven't had AC since yesterday evening and now we have to start over by calling a completely new repairman and waiting for him to show up. Meanwhile, my wife, child, and dog are all panting at home.
If I'm not careful I might snap here at work at the first person who asks "Is it Friday yet?"