I asked the kids who had turned down the air conditioner, and they both denied doing it.
I don’t like kids in general. I have never liked kids. But my neighbor’s kids are worse than other kids, and I dislike them with a particular intensity. This can be difficult at times, because I really do like their mother. We are both single parents, and she is a very pretty woman, so I try to stay on good terms with her. But those kids are the worst, so it’s not like I would ever want to date her seriously. If you date a woman, you date her kids, and I don’t want anything to do with those entitled little jerks. The first time they came to visit, one of them snuck off and changed my thermostat settings. I noticed a few minutes later that it was getting colder than unusual, but the AC was still running full force. I went to look at the thermostat, and found a big chocolate finger smudge on the screen. I asked the kids who had turned down the air conditioner, and they both denied doing it. Their mother backed them up, and said they were honest kids and wouldn’t lie about it, so I asked how the chocolate got on the thermostat. They couldn’t answer that question, even though their guilty fingers were covered in chocolate. It isn’t that running the AC a little extra is a big deal for me, but I don’t like the disrespect they showed! If I can’t trust those snot nosed punks to be honest about a thermostat, then I can’t expect them to be honest about anything.