Repair Men from H-E-double hockey sticks

The HVAC repairman was scheduled to come between the hours of 10 and 12. I called at 8:00 a.m., and was told that my house was third on the list. Okay, that would probably work. I cleaned the house a bit and folded clothes. No repair man. Finally, I started working on my book since I wasn’t going anywhere.

I think repair men speak a different language than most people. Between the hours of 10 and 12, really means between the hours of 4 and 6 p.m. Whatever time you think they’ll be there, they won’t be. And God forbid you should leave the house for just five minutes, because the second you do, they come and leave again. I’ve waited for five and a half hours, before he showed up, added freon, and left. :mallet: Note to self–learn how to put in your own freon. Do they sell that at WalMart, I wonder?

On the bright side, because I was unable to leave the house, I wrote 8 pages.:typing: :banana:

I think Sharon had it right. The a/c was bad luck #1, the ticket #2, and the shirt #3. Now, onto good news! Next week begins week 2 that my mss has been at M&B. Who me? Counting the days? Nahhhh…:coffee2: