When I turned sixteen, my Mom asked me if I wanted a task? He needed someone to toil in the parts room & do the inventory.
I loved the task & it gave me enough money to purchase a car & have some money to go out with my friends.
I didn’t have time to get bored after college, & I could go out on dates separate from needing to ask for money from my parents. I felt love I had it made back then. I worked there for almost two years before I thought about making it a permanent task. I was alone in the shop all day while the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C professionals were working, & the secretary left early. My Mom had left to take mom to the doctor’s & it was just me, then a client called & started rattling on about what was happening with his gas furnace. I tried to tell his there were no Heating, Ventilation, & A/C professionals available, despite the fact that he wasn’t listening… She kept asking if I could diagnose the gas furnace for his & tell his if it was an emergency. I told his I was just the head of inventory, & he would need to wait for an answer. One of the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C professionals should be back in about half an hour. She told me he could not wait & once again said it was an emergency. I asked for his name & cellphone number & told his the owner of the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C commpany would return shortly, & I would have him call. This mollified her, & he said that would be perfect. She wanted to tell him I was a terrible excuse for an Heating, Ventilation, & A/C professional.