Our local television channel was holding a contest.
In 100 words or less, you had to convince them why you wanted an air conditioner, and why you should have it more than anyone else.
I sat there listening to the rules of the contest. I needed a new window air conditioning unit. The one I had was starting to get Alzheimer’s. You never knew when it was going to work, or if it would suddenly start throwing warm air instead of cold. I was planning on buying a new air conditioning unit when I got paid, but if I could win one, I wouldn’t need to put out more money. I carefully and thoughtfully penned the answer I was going to send out to the TV channel. It took me three days to word my application so it sounded slightly desperate, but not needy. I wanted to make sure the paragraph was perfect. Finally, I signed on to the TV channels web page and found where the contest was. I put in all my personal information. I carefully wrote exactly what I had on the page, and sent the email. Only one email was allowed for each entrance into the air conditioner contest. When I looked back, I realized I had copied the original entrance instead of the revised one. I was sure there was no way they were going to choose me for the air conditioning unit. I waited two weeks after the air conditioning contest was over, before going out and buying one. I knew it was because of the poorly written essay on why I needed the air conditioner more than anyone else.