My father is grumbling about the air conditioner again! He claims that our air con is extremely loud and he simply couldn’t sleep. He listens things different from we (the rest of the family) do. He gets so upset that he complains to my aunt (his sister). My aunt called the air con guys here to examine it. After paying 200 bucks to fix it, the volume does not decrease a bit.
So, what the hell is wrong with the air con? Or is it just my father’s bat-like ears?
I feel that if he keep telling himself it is noisy, it’ll be noisy! He just kept listening to the sound to hear if there’s any, he’ll detect the sound very easily. I told him that before, but he yelled at me.
Then he yells at my aunt on the phone. He yells at the air con repair man on the phone. When my mother tries to explain the possibilities of the noisy air con, he yells at her, claiming she knows nothing. Indeed, my mother doesn’t know how to fix the air con. But, as if he does, he only know how to grumble!
I sleep at 1 o’clock in the morning most of the time. This upsets my mother a lot by the way. And my father will come in my room some time around 12 and grumble to me. I perfected my skill of ignoring. He can grumble all he wants to me, but nothing goes into my head. After a while, noticing that I can’t be bothered for his grumbling, he left my room. Effectiveness level is 100%.
I always set the temperature to 26 Degree Celsius. He comes in and note my temperature. He always suspect me of setting 20 Degree Celsius for the air con and purposely displaying 26 Degree Celsius for the remote. Trust me, I never done that.
I figured out a way to stop his nonsense, at least temporarily. I set the temperature to 24 Degree Celsius every time. Then he’ll visit my room and he’ll set it to 25 Degree Celsius. Don’t ask me why, but this simple trick makes him a very happy man (at least temporarily too).
Possibly related:
[...] My father never had a good relationship with the aircon; it’s a love hate relationship. He loathe the airconditioner’s existence. He says it’s too noisy and often says that it is, well, just anything but good. My aircon is very upset of course and yells at him all night. It must be the aircon’s way of getting back at my father. It’s been pretty successful and my father’s been pretty pissed. [...]
by //beconfused » Blog Archive » father//aircon (Sep 17, 2006 at 9 AM)