So at the theater I work at we had to get space heaters for the Box Office because the people who designed the building were twats from Phoenix who don’t understand how winter works, so it would get fucking FREEZING in there even with the central heating on.
Anyway the space heaters looked exactly the same obviously, but on one only half of the heating coils worked for some reason so we decided to name them Fred and George as a joke, and I SHIT YOU NOT, the one we named Fred was the first one to break, while the one named Gorge is still kicking strong with only half of its parts working.
We put Fred to rest (threw him in the trash compactor) last week. It was sad day for all of us.








