I don’t have heat in our office, and I was using a space furnace to keep myself and others hot when I was working.
I knew it was a stupid thing to do, because the space furnace I bought did not have a temperature control.
It was on, or it was off. My fiance told myself and others he didn’t think it was safe to use the space heater, because it was on carpeting. He wanted myself and others to get a fireproof pad and put the space furnace on it, but it was too sizzling to touch. I told him I would buy 1, even though I never got around to it. I would go into our office to work, and turn the space heater. Whenever I went out, even if it was to go to the bathroom, I would turn it off. The heat wasn’t steady when I was doing this, but it would just continue to blow heat until I was perspiring. My fiance came into the room 1 day and left the door open. He said as sizzling as it was in our office, the two of us could heat the entire downstairs. I didn’t think he was funny, but the cool air that came into the room felt room good, one day, I called our fiance and told him the space furnace was overheating. I could not turn it off, and it was almost ninety degrees in the room. I unblocked it, but when I blocked it in, it wouldn’t start again. My fiance told myself and others I was lucky I didn’t burn the house down when he finally came upstairs. There were burnt marks on the floor where the space furnace was sitting.