I have been informed by Mrs. Kfred that the icemaker on the refrigerator in the FTI commissary is non- functioning and not producing any type of ice presently. Of course, this type of situation calls for direct action by me that consists of much like my snap analysis of any car engine trouble when stranded along the roadside. The similarities are striking: 1) opening door to inspect said unit; 2) wiggling dispenser bar repeatedly, 3) unplugging and replugging the electrical cord back into wall outlet, and 4) pronouncing, "There. That should do it".
I have a distinct feeling that tonight's scheduled happy hour will explore a new trend by serving guests refreshments at room temperature.