I was expecting the HVAC technician to come to the house. I didn’t have a lot of problems with the furnace, but I wanted to make sure it wasn’t going to break down when we only had another month before shutting the furnace down. I was watching out the door for the HVAC technician when I saw the service van slow down in front of my house. He slowed down, looked at the house, then drove on by the house. I couldn’t figure out why he didn’t pull into the driveway and come into the house. Then I thought that he was going to another house, and he wasn’t my HVAC technician. Ten minutes later, the same HVAC technician drove by the house and once again he looked over but kept going. I called the HVAC company to see why the HVAC technician wasn’t stopping. The receptionist said he had called in, but he couldn’t find 325 N. Staten St. I was 325 N. Staten St. I said that all he had to do was look at my porch. The numbers were clearly shown on the porch column. The receptionist said she didn’t know if they were or not, but he wasn’t seeing them. I went outside to look at the column. The only numbers on the porch was 32. During the last wind storm, I had lost the 5 from the number sequence. I asked her if she could tell the HVAC technician that for today only, he should stop at 32 N. Staten St. Five minutes later, the HVAC technician was standing on my porch, waiting for me to come to the door.