New Year’s Eve was a mess this year.
I had a party at my place and there were more than 30 people there at one time. Some of the people I didn’t recognize and some of them were my best friends. I think some people invited some people and then they invited some people too. I didn’t mind a big old group of people. Everyone was having a good time. No one was being rowdy or obnoxious. We had the music going and everyone was having a good time. Even my neighbor stopped by to say hello and she is usually grumpy and crabby. My friend Jack told me that there was a problem with the AC unit and that was around 10:30 at night. Unfortunately, I was already too drunk to care about the AC problems. He probably told me two or three more times that there was an issue with the AC unit, but I never called the building supervisor. Everybody left after midnight when the ball was dropped and I passed out on the floor of the living room. I woke up because my neck and my back were covered with sweat. It was about 80° inside of the house. I remembered Jack telling me about the AC unit problems, but I couldn’t remember calling the building supervisor. It was the middle of the night and I had to wait until the next morning before I could contact the building supervisor for help with the AC problem. If I would have contacted him the previous night, he probably would have fixed the issues then.