Monday, February 16, 2015


In the summertime, or close to it, I pick up my heater and I put it in the closet next to my fireworks and Christmas wrapping paper. I don’t cover it in a blanket or anything like that, and I don’t say “Goodbye Old Friend” because the walls of my apartment are very thin. But I do know one thing for sure: it will not always be summer, and yet the heater will always be a heater, that is, until it breaks, and I have to take it to the landfill, but they charge you $45 to do that, and the heater only cost $40, and I am sorry, that is too much. And so I will go to the landfill late at night, in my car. If it is winter, I will turn the heater on in my car, and wonder what the heater in my car is thinking about what I am doing, and suddenly I am singing a song by myself in the winter and the song is by Harry Belafonte and it is called THE BANANA SONG and when he says “Daylight comes and me want to go home” I say Day-O, Day-O, Day-O, Day-O.


Shelley Coday said...

That's a really funny and charming take on things. We can be better off without the overcharging, of course. Heaters should be able to function well enough by themselves without any need for interventions, such as exhborbitant fees. In any way, as long as it will function to its fullent and for a long time it's not something to mind. Thanks for sharing that, Ricky! All the best to you!

Shelley Coday @ C & C Heating & Air Conditioning

Tommy Hopkins said...

Your heater was probably crying on the inside while sitting there on the car. Haha! Anyway, it is actually not very practical to have it fixed – especially if the repair costs more than a brand new model. Anyway, thanks for sharing this post with us. Have a great day!

Tommy Hopkins @ AccuTemp

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