Different from what? Do I really want a restaurant to be "different" inside? I kind of like the system we have now, where I can go into a restaurant and order food that someone else has cooked and that someone else will bring to me, and where someone else will clean up after I've left.
Skeeter and I couldn't tell what was "different" about our local Boston Market. There was a selection of high-fat, sodium-laden foods for us to select from, order-fillers and a cashier, a get-it-yourself beverage station, and tables for us to sit at while eating our meals. No marching band, no herd of water-skiing elephants, no space aliens that I could see (although Sister-san can show you around the Space Aliens restaurant in her area). The food did not give us magical superpowers unless you count Irresistible Nap Attack — but that's no different from the nap attack I get from eating elsewhere. There was no Boston Market Time Warp that returned us to work before we'd left.
So if anyone knows what's "different" about Boston Market, let me know.
The original fix was estimated at $X. The new fix will cost about $2X. That brings me to a total of $3X, three times as much as I was expecting to spend. However, to replace the entire central air unit would cost a minimum of $6X, so suddenly $3X doesn't look so bad by comparison. And at least this stuff broke while the weather was still nice, so I'm not freezing to death or camping out in a hotel. Ah, the joys of homeownership.
Also, I had a cavity-free visit to the dentist this morning. Viva la floss!