The "Club" at our little commune asked me to do an energy audit on the clubhouse. We previously agreed that I am a dummy for agreeing. Reality is that I did not know just how big a dummy.
To understand how a building operates, one must have certain information like hours, current kilowatt consumption, operating procedures, location of certain mechanical equipment and controls, and so forth. This takes cooperation from employees. Ha Ha Ha. If you don’t understand why I laugh, come and help me. Even the Vice President that asked me for the favor doesn’t do what I ask.
I suppose that one of the things in like that irrate me, and there are millions, is trying to help someone that asks for help and then does nothing. It’s like a neighbor asking for help to repair his roof and then sitting on the porch while you try to find the materials and tools. Then he goes in the house, only to come out and complain that the hammering makes too much noise for him to watch TV.
Reality is that I know that no matter what I conclude, there is going to be nothing done and nobody will care. Kinda takes the initiative out of doing a decent job.
Because I am in the report stage, I think I will report that everything is wonderful and they should keep on doing what they are doing. Then, I will call their electric company and ask for a cut on the outrageous bill they get.
My neighbor, old weird Harold, told me not to do this. Harold was right.
PMO
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