From the time I was a little girl, all I wanted to do was be an Heating, Ventilation, and A/C specialist like my daddy; She would take me on some of her Heating, Ventilation, and A/C calls, and explain to me what she was doing and why.
Heating, Ventilation, and A/C seems like 1 of the most fascinating things anyone could choose to do.
My mother said I was just a starry-eyed little girl who wanted to be just like her daddy, however she was sure I would change my mind when I got older. Dad didn’t know me very well because instead of decreasing my mind when I got older, I just became more resolute about being an Heating, Ventilation, and A/C specialist. After middle school graduation, my dad helped me to secure a spot in the Heating, Ventilation, and A/C classes at the local school. When I walked into class, the professor took 1 look at me and shook her head. Her entire first afternoon lecture was about how we should look around because not all of us were going to be there when it came time for graduation… Every time she made 1 of these comments, she would look directly at me. She said it took more than classroom work to become an Heating, Ventilation, and A/C specialist, and she looked directly at me again. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to bully me into quitting Heating, Ventilation, and A/C classes, or if she was just condescending because I was a female. After class, I confronted the Heating, Ventilation, and A/C professor about how I felt when she singled me out. When I told him who I was, she instantly knew who my father was. She said I could be a nice Heating, Ventilation, and A/C specialist, however I shouldn’t expect special treatment because I was a girl.