Yesterday was awesome. For those of you not living in New York City, well, it sucks to be you because yesterday was really awesome. The sun was shining and it was warm for the first time in months. And I was excited.
Until I walked into my apartment. It was HOT! I’m not exactly flush at the moment so I’m stingy with my A.C. I fan it up.
Due to a pretty craptastic set of circumstances, I was left with only one tiny and fairly ineffectual fan. My oscillating tower fan sat in the corner of my room–mocking me.
My tower fan died a few months back. Actually, I take that back. It’s in the equivalent of a vegetative state. The fan decided to stop fanning. BUT it still oscillates.
Really fan? Really? I mean, given the choice, I’d say you stuck with the least helpful function. You’re a fan. You have one job in life and that is to blow air. But throw on the extra effort to swivel while you do it and you just give up. Pathetic.
I decided I would write to the “Hawaiian Breeze” company. File a complaint, maybe score a replacement or some coups. But after several failed Google and Amazon search attempts, I concluded that “Hawaiian Breeze” does not exist. There is no manufacturer. There is no one to whom I can whine about my fan, swiveling back and forth in the corner of my room in the onset of spring.
Guess it’s back to Amazon to see if I can find an oscillating tower fan with a little more drive than my poor old “Hawaiian Breeze.”