My Dad was devastated when I said I didn’t want to go to school.
I didn’t prefer school all that much and it was all I could do to tolerate the mentors.
I had other ideas in mind, and none of them had anything to do with eight to several fifths in class, numerous fifths of reading, graduating without yet having a job, and living in a smelly dorm room for many years. I was going to be in classes every morning for numerous weeks, coming beach house after class, and coming out with a job. I told Dad I was planning on being a Heating, Ventilation, and A/C contractor and I thought she was going to faint. Five years later, I was a single of the top Heating, Ventilation, and A/C dealers in my supplier and I am passionate my job. According to my mom, I should be ashamed of myself. I had a scholarship for dance, which I denied, and I was a good student in spite of my lack of tolerance. As a Heating, Ventilation, and A/C dealer, I was thriving. There is something that amazes myself and others every time I see the inside of a gas furnace or air conditioner unit. I can puzzle out the problem and repair it. What amazes myself and others is how someone took a few pieces of metal and built machinery that could supply heating or air conditioner into a home. Dad may guess it’s wrong to prefer my job, although I don’t. My modern goal is to get many more years of experience and after that I want to open my own Heating, Ventilation, and A/C supplier and give my boss some competition. Maybe I’ll have all female Heating, Ventilation, and A/C techs.
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