If I had to describe my family in one word it would be dysfunctional. It’s not that I come from some Jerry Springtimeer situation, but all the people I grew up with has some issues, then we’ve all been through a lot, and my enjoyable friend and I tend to take it out on each other. Each person likes to think that they are tougher than all the people else on Earth. They take pride in the struggles and discomforts they experience. It is a lifelong pissing contest. That’s why I shouldn’t be surprised that my oldest sibling is currently berating me about how uncomfortable it is in his part this summer; He’s been on the cellphone with me for over an hour now, complaining endlessly about his failing AC system. He proudly told me that he didn’t sleep all week because the cooling system stopped operating officially, however rather than calling out a certified Heating and Air Conditioning dealer, he started fiddling with the AC himself, and made the problem much worse. Now, the AC system isn’tworking at all. He’s been complaining on and on about the ungodly heat and humidity that they’re experiencing and says I have no idea what this suffering is like. It’s actually hard for me to hold my tongue, considering he broke the AC system himself Instead of calling a ventilation professional. It’s also quite hard and not to yell back at him about the Heat. He’s complaining about the Midwest summer, well I am residing in the Deep South. This big baby has no idea what real heat and humidity feels like. He wishes he was as hard as me.