There were twenty people in the yoga studio that day; It was July, in the height of summer season. The news said it was around one hundred degrees out. This is really hot for my town, and it was made even worse by the addition of a cramped space with twenty people who are perspiring, exerting force and adding all that body heat to the mix. No problem, just turn on the central air conditioning system, right? Wrong. It was broken. I had never sweated more in my life than on that day. I swear, I must have lost over thirty pounds of water weight in less than an hour/ Eventually, a group of us couldn’t take it anymore, so we banded together to do an internet search for the quickest available air conditioner repair technician we could find. A company, a serviceman, a repairman, a serviceman—it didn’t matter the title; we just needed someone, anyone, there to help us out. That yoga studio was starting to turn into an oven! They told the director of the gym that it would take at least two hours before anyone could get there. Air conditioning repair is a costly and time consuming process, as it turns out – well, at least for our gym that day, anyway. They said it might need a vent cleaning as well; there could be some obstruction that was causing the stalling of cool air in the air conditioner condenser unit. The director of the gym didn’t care what was wrong, he just wanted the problem addressed plus fixed. In any case, a couple hours later, the equipment was cleaned and repaired. The second we heard the air conditioner equipment kick on, it started to push cool air throughout the gym. As soon as it touched our skin, there was a collective sigh of relief from the entire room! I had never heard something care about that before in my life. It was hilarious!