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

Last weekend it was our turn to work on Sunday and Sunday, then sunday morning, I did not have a single emergency repair appointment.

I spent most of the morning at the gym. I ran on the treadmill and I lifted some weights. I had dinner at the deli by the fitness center. They make a really nice raw reuben with dill kraut and currencyew cheese. I was planning to go new home and relax, despite the fact that I got an emergency repair iPhone call on our way back to the apartment. The shopper called with an AC related problem. The person said the AC had not been laboring all morning. She tried a couple of concernshooting things on her own, although she was unable to fix the problem. I agreed to help. I went back to the house to put on an Heating and Air Conditioning 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 hours later. I rang the doorbell and the shopper immediately opened the door. A large plume of smoke came barreling out of the doorway. The entire house stinked like marijuana. As I walked through the house, the stink became more and more pungent, and five or numerous odd 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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