When I went to the living room at lunchtime, I found that my wife had closed the windows. "I'm turning on the air conditioning," she said.
"Oh, really? Is it that hot?" I wondered.
"It's hot. I've had the air conditioning on since morning," my son added.
"It's close to 29 degrees Celsius, I think it's okay to turn it on now," suggested my wife.
"Really? I just don't feel like it's that hot. I guess I'll just keep the air conditioning off for myself this afternoon," I mumbled. That's when I was told,
"Dear, please turn on the air conditioning."
"Huh, really?"
"Yes. At your age, you can't always trust your senses. Okay? It's over 29 degrees right now. This is considered 'hot'. For the sake of your health, please turn on the air conditioning."
"Well, I mean, I just don't feel that hot though..."
"Stop complaining and just turn on the air conditioning!!"
"Y-Yes, ma'am."
And so, currently, our three air conditioning units are humming away in our home.
