Part of my job is driving to customer’s houses in my company’s business van.
The business van is about as cheap as it can get without it being illegal.
It really is a piece of junk that breaks down at least a few times a month, and I am really sick of it. Anyways, my job is to go and repair people’s TVs and computers. A hotel has called me, and told me that 3 of their TVs have messed up and would like them to be repaired, so now I am on my way in my crappy little van. The hotel wasn’t that far away, about 20 minutes, but when I realized the cooling system wasn’t working, that 20 minutes quickly felt like it was 20 hours instead. The sun was shining directly into my windshield making it where I could barely see, and heating me up until I felt like I was frying under the sun. The entire time I was excited to see the hotel and get some cooling air again, when I finally was at the 20 minute mark, I didn’t see any hotel. It turns out I made a wrong turn, and had to wait an extra 10 minutes to figure out where the hotel was. Finally, after 30 minutes of sweating to death and leaving a human shaped sweat print in the car seat, I made it to the hotel. I took my sweet time fixing those TVs, because the air conditioning felt absolutely amazing in the hotel, I was really dreading going back to my van and making the drive all the way back. Especially since I knew I would be without an air conditioner for a while.