Category: Air Con

 

When I was a child I thought air conditioning units were magical, which I think is fair. It was hot outside, there was a clean white box that gave us cold air from nowhere, so it had to be some kind of magic. It was either that, or there was a refrigerator hidden in the wall right behind the unit, and that’s where it was getting all the cold air. I went behind the house once to try to confirm this theory, and found no fridge of any kind, so that pretty much confirmed the magic thing for me.

I believed that the air conditioning servicing companies Brisbane is famous for were run by wizards, which would explain why they’re everywhere. But then I grew up, and got curious, which leads me to this current night class on basic technology.

It’s week four, class is tonight, and looking at the syllabus, I know it’s the one I’ve been hanging out for: air conditioning. Finally, the secrets will be unveiled. I liked looking at the inside of a computer hard drive, the car engine was alright, and I could’ve done without taking a coffee machine apart. Now all the magic of my morning latte has been ruined, ruined I tell you!

But this week, they’ve promised that we’re going to be looking at the magic of air conditioning, which is not actually magic, but I feel will become more so once I figure out how it all works. I’ve been so patient. I’ve waited for so long. I’ve rung up so many air conditioning professionals just to ask how cooling works, but put down the phone because I was too nervous. A couple of times I even considered looking up a tutorial on Me-Straw, but…come on. Come on. As if air conditioning people would let their secrets be exposed like that. No one would want air conditioning repairs near Brisbane any more – not with a ten foot pole. The whole trade would collapse!

No, best that the secrets are only discovered by a chosen few. As a seeker of truth, I feel that I belong among that number.

-Priscilla

Prepare everything. Prepare the carpets, shore up the door-frames, disassemble the trampoline. Lock the cupboards, bolt the doors to the spare rooms, and make sure ALL the ornaments are up high.

That last one is mostly because my brother is going to be bringing his great dane- as if we needed extra large bodies on this house- but I guess with all the nephews and nieces getting older, we need to start preparing for Christmases with grasping little hands in the house as well.

And especially, above all, we need to prepare for Great Aunt Yelena taxing the air con to its limit. Air conditioning services are great, right? Thanks to the Central Cooling Authority we don’t even need to worry? Well, they haven’t met Great Aunt Yelena. Her body runs a few degrees hotter than everyone else’s, or so it seems. It’s like she constantly has a life-threatening fever, but has as much energy as a lady twenty years her senior. Touch the controls for the air con and she watches you like a chameleon settling both of its eyes onto a juicy cricket. Turn down the settings and she’s up like a truck when the air horn is blown, guilting her way out of any repercussions by saying she’s an old lady and she needs the room at just the right temperature…

One room would be fine, except she claims the main sitting room as her domain and that’s where we have to be to open presents and have the family times. So the air con is on full blast, we’re all shivering, and there’s Great Aunt Yelena, smiling like she’s lounging by the pool. Oh, you want to be the one to look up the best air conditioning repair in Canberra when you run the machine ragged? Of course not…we’re the ones hosting, it’s our house. It’s as close to a cold Christmas as we’re likely to get.

-Chris