So yesterday my AC just turned the fuck off, which in Arizona in fucking July is a NON-TRIVIAL PROBLEM. So today, early as I can I call up the company that installed my heat pump, because I have a ten year full coverage warranty. Good news so far! So the heating guy comes out and tells me that there's no power to the roof, the breaker is dead, and there's probably a short somewhere. Cool, now I have to call someone I have to pay. So I do a little research and get an electrician in here. He's a nice guy, but I am 100% poor, especially since it's the latter half of the month, so I'm sweating bullets (which I would be doing anyway because it is 90 degrees inside my fucking house), because I have no idea how deep this rabbit hole is going to go. Turns out by breaker box is a million years old and no longer made, and the company doesn't exist, so you have to buy third party parts which, instead of like 20 dollars, cost 70-ish. So he goes, buys a new one, plugs it in, and it fries. So there's a short, and unfortunately that really is the only way to find out.
Now he goes up on the roof looking for the short, and boy does he find it because he tosses down a huge handful of scorched wire for me to examine. So now he has to buy another breaker, some other parts for the new connection to the heat pump, and add another hour of work to the bill.
Finally, it all gets done, and thanks to him actually being a really cool guy, I'm only cleaned out and not overrun on everything.
Easily the worst part of the day was the constant, sphincter tightening terror at how deep this fucking rabbit hole was going to go. Fortunately it stopped exactly where my funds did. Unfortunately I am wiped out until the first.