Women Don’t Sweat Part 2

Yes, it happened today…. you’d think I was telepathetic or something.  All five of us were comfortably riding home from church in the van with the air conditioning blowing freezingly in our faces when the “beep” warning sounded, signaling that we were low on gas.  So we pulled into Costco to fill up.  THAT’S when it happened.  The gas was poured, but when the key was again turned, the a/c silently laughed in our glistening faces.  I was secretly glad that my husband was in the van this time!  (Don’t tell him!)  He sort of chuckled when he heard that I had to drive for almost an hour last Thursday with no a/c.  

We flicked switches.  We turned knobs.  We turned off the car and restarted it… twice.  Nada.  As we were driving away from Costco, Rick resorted to slamming the dash board several times on the top as well as the side by my legs.  Slamming things with his fists has never fixed anything in the past, that I can recall, but who knows?  It could’ve worked this time, but no.

I began my tirade of all the things the mechanic had said… in mocking tones, of course.  “The fan is working just fine.”   “I didn’t do anything to it.”  “I turned on the van and it worked, even after I drove it around for a while.”  The thudding noise was my first clue that the fan wasn’t operating properly.  The lack of cold air blowing on my face was my second clue.  I’m no dumb bunny, even though the mechanic thinks otherwise.

As the perspiration beadlets were forming on my handsome husband’s face, I reached up and pushed the button to see the daily temperature.  Like I was prophetic or something in the last blog… it was 117 degrees!   We only had a 15 minute drive home, but my husband practically melted before our eyes.  (Think Wicked Witch of the West.)  I’ve only seen his top lip sweat after consuming blazing hot salsa, but today no blazing salsa was needed.  Sweat dripped down from his forehead past his cheeks and off his chin.  I rather enjoyed the show…. being that he took the mechanic’s word over mine.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I’m melting!”

 

So tomorrow morning we are taking the van back to the mechanic who said nothing was wrong with the a/c fan. I’m driving our other car with air conditioning this time.    It is at least 90 degrees already at 9:00 in the morning!  muuhhuuhuuuhaaahahahahahah.  (Super hot weather brings out my mean streak!)

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3 Responses to “Women Don’t Sweat Part 2”

  1. Jennie C. Says:

    Oh dear. It’s only been about 90 here and I’m a complete pile of goo.

  2. morethananelectrician Says:

    Slamming the dash just made him sweat more, huh?

  3. Gramp and Gram R. Says:

    Not sure if you read this in time, but I’m sure you and Rick are aware than there is much more to the air conditioning system than just the fan. Next trip to the air cond. mechanic, ask him if there could be an overheat switch in the fan circuit that could shut the fan down. Also, probably not your problem but, ask him if the compressor clutch is engaging. A low system pressure will keep the clutch from engaging but I don’t know whether that affects the fan operation also. If the A/C compressor clutch is engaging (he can easily see that) then the problem should just be in the fan electrical circuit. Don’t let him sell you a bunch of components unless he can prove that it is something else other than just the fan electrical power. (Of course it could be that the fan motor itself is just giving up the ghost) GOOD LUCK (JUST 75 DEGREES HERE TODAY)

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