I wasn’t sure if I wished to be an HVAC serviceman.
I guess that after a while, the allure of a task can fade; You no longer guess if you want to stay in your task.
I felt that way about our task at the HVAC corporation, then my husband told myself and others I chose this career, and I had to stick with it.
I shook our head and walked away from her! People were meaner than they used to be; No one wants to help themselves… Last week, an HVAC serviceman had a gun put in his face because he told the owner their furnace couldn’t be repaired. He told the HVAC serviceman that he either repaired the furnace or they would carry him out in a body bag. I heard of another HVAC serviceman who had a dog sicced on him for telling the owner he needed a up-to-date furnace. I chose to be an HVAC serviceman, and I chose to own the HVAC corporation. I would not have ever thought I would change our mind, and want to do something else. My husband and I sat down and had a drastic chat. I told his how I was becoming disillusioned and realizing not all the people is cheerful to see the HVAC serviceman. There is an animosity that comes with the task, because some people recognize they can name their own price. Many people don’t think they should have to pay, and will haggle over the price. Haggling is fine, if their price isn’t being forced on the HVAC serviceman. Let them call and haggle with me. I’m the one who gives the final determination on the costs of HVAC systems and repairs. My husband patted our hand and told myself and others I can’t change the world, however I’m making some people’s world more comfortable.