Oct 23 2012
The weather in Vancouver has turned a mite chilly lately. But I must not turn on the heat in my place.
I must have patience. Endure the cold. Ignore the frosty numbness.
Eventually, my neighbor downstairs will turn on the heat. Then, I shall have free, toasty warmth all winter long.
If I give up too soon and turn on the heat, my neighbor will bear the benefit. And I…
I shall pay the utility bill.
Turn on the damned heat, neighbor. You know you can’t win this fight. Every year, we play this game. I’ve never lost.
Give up. Throw off your sweater. Turn the dial. Make yourself comfortable. For the both of us.