Apparently my roommate wasn’t being a bitch and turning off the AC. It was actually broken and has been broken since that day.
Today my roommate asked me if I’d called the maintenance people too and I laughed. When you call them, they give you a reference number and say they will call you back. They never call you back. I’m leaving this apartment in six days. I have no reason to waste my breath.
Today, after a week of her hassling them, someone finally showed up. He looked at some things, and then left. The AC is still very, very broken. But I am learning to cope with heat wonderfully. I’ll be a Bedouin in no time.