I wasn’t a wilting flower, but I felt care about I was wilting when my air conditioning broke.
I wanted to call the Heating and A/C company and force them to send an Heating and A/C contractor to my house, but I knew that would not get one here any sooner.
I felt care about I was melting; I was perspiring so badly. I was down to my bikini and I still couldn’t cool off. I went upstairs and grabbed a t-shirt so I had something to put on over the bathing suit when the Heating and A/C contractor arrived. It was multiple hours after my designated time, and I was done. I couldn’t survive much longer without air conditioning. I called the Heating and A/C company and asked when the contractor was going to get to the house. The dispatcher said they had multiple troublesome air conditioning units, and as soon as one of the Heating and A/C contractors was finished with their AC task, she would have him to the house. I waited multiple more hours and was feeling care about a used dish rag. I wanted to call the Heating and A/C company again, but I was sure it would not do me any good. I hopped into the shower and turned on all the frigid water. I didn’t want to stink care about sweat when he arrived, and the shower would account for my wet hair. Two hours later, the Heating and A/C contractor arrived, and he apologized for being so late. He had to stop at the service station and option up another service van. The AC component in the service van had quit laboring.