Once a month, I have to be on call for emergency service appointments.

Last weekend it was my turn to work on Saturday and Sunday.

Saturday morning, I didn’t have a single emergency service appointment. I spent most of the day at the gym. I ran on the treadmill and I lifted some weights. I had lunch at the deli by the fitness center. They make a really nice raw reuben with dill kraut and cashew cheese. I was planning to go home and relax, but I got an emergency service phone call on my way back to the apartment. The customer called with an AC related problem. The woman said the AC had not been working all morning. She tried a couple of troubleshooting things on her own, but she was unable to fix the problem. I agreed to help. I went back to the apartment to put on an HVAC repair uniform. I couldn’t show up to the repair wearing a pair of basketball shorts and tank top. I arrived at the previous address about 45 minutes later. I rang the doorbell and the customer immediately opened the door. A huge plume of smoke came barreling out of the doorway. The entire house smelled like marijuana. As I walked through the house, the smell became more and more pungent. Five or six different people were smoking marijuana inside the house. I thought I was going to get a contact buzz from all the smoke inside the house. I was thankful that the issue was small, so I could get paid and get out of that place.

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