The funniest thing happened, because after there were a few chairs, a mini fridge stocked with beer, and the a/c, it seemed that Hank stopped laboring so much
I’ve got a buddy named Hank who is what some people might call a Doomsday Prepper, but you’ve seen them on television before, right, mostly end-of-the-world types preparing for a zombie invasion or some such foolishness, and hank never struck myself and others as the hysterical type, he was a normal dude who worked and went to church and was great to his partner and teenagers. In his free time, he was consistently laboring on a bunker in his backyard! Occasionally at evening I would go over and drink carona with him while he worked. I started going over more often after he installed a little a/c down there, however being underground like that provides incredible natural insulation, as you might imagine, so a little bit of cooling goes a long way, then no matter what it was like topside, down below he would never have to turn the AC on for more than a few hours and every one of us would be comfortable for an hour or more. The funniest thing happened, because after there were a few chairs, a mini fridge stocked with beer, and the a/c, it seemed that Hank stopped laboring so much. I suppose he got done just as much as he actually wanted to, and after that it was just a matter of sipping a chilly carona and enjoying a chilly air conditioner, come wintertime it was pretty much the same, because a actually small space oil furnace running on low would still be enough to keep us toasty warm, even if it was snowing up there. Let’s hope doomsday never comes.