I’ve been on the scene of the undefined repair industry, since I was 18 years old, and i was a child back then, & I wasn’t even old enough to have a beer. I started working on air conditioners right after high college, when I was helping my dad, but my dad was the repair manager for a immense house community. My dad was on property doing stuff everyday, patching up any problems with the apartments. Due to the fact that my dad was the only certified Heating, Ventilation, & A/C person, he was the only person that is able to work on the air conditioner or heat pump. My dad spent most Summer afternoons moving from 1 house to another, investigating complications with air conditioners, but during the Summer I turned 17, my dad made me go to task with him every afternoon, but he paid me around fifteen bucks an hour to help him at the property which was fine with me. He taught me a lot of stuff that I still remember this week. My dad taught me how to patch up a toilet, replace a smoke detector, & replace an air conditioner. He made sure that I could take care of any small modern home repair. When I graduated from high school a few years back, I knew that I could have fun learning more about Heating, Ventilation, & A/C repair. When I told my dad that I wanted to go to school at the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C technical college in town. He was grinning so hard from ear-to-ear. He looked so happy, & I will never forget the look on his face. My dad retired a long time ago, although I still task in the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C profession, and each of us have a lot to talk about these afternoons, & my dad prefers hearing all of the horror stories from my career.