The Problem of Air

Exactly a few weeks ago give or take a couple of days, I moved into my beautiful apartment. I thought, "wow this place is perfect except that it hasn't exactly been cleaned." But after being here for two (approximately) weeks now I'm pretty comfortable. But if I was completely comfortable the title of this post wouldn't be the 'problem' of air it would be the 'gloriousness' of air.
So you're probably screaming to yourself, "WHAT IS THE PROBLEM??" Well calm yourself because I'm going to tell you. It is this: air is more often than not (at least where I live) cold. Not lukewarm or breezy but freezing cold. I've thought about it a lot and I've finally traced the cause of the cold air to the air conditioner always being on. Now you're probably screaming, "TURN IT OFF." Well, g'duh. Obv I cannot do that because I am a considerate roommate. What does consideration have to do with it? Well my apartyment-mate Stacey has a problem called 'shelikescoldairbecausesheisfreakishlyhotallofthetime.' It's been officially diagnosed as of late (by me while writing this). Because we have to accomidate her we have compromised, which means the air conditioning is constantly being switched from high to low.
Every night before tucking myself in to sleep I secretly slip out into the hall and turn down the air. Sometimes I'm caught, that is what I call a bad night. Sometimes I'm not (like last night) which is what I call a great night. Other times Stacey goes to movies and I secretly TURN IT OFF!!!!!! So right now, being one of those times, the air conditioner is off. To be honest I didn't even do it for myself, I did it for my other apartyment-mate Brittany who is suffering from consumption which, if I am not mistaken (and I may be) is caused by cold air.
So at least I have endeavoured to save a life, aka Brittany. But if she is killed by Stacey when she comes home hot then I cannot be blamed for it. Sometimes we save a life to lose it. But at least she'll be warm when she goes.