When the technician walked up to my front door, I tried to make it look like I was actually doing things around the house before he arrived. Instead, what I was actually doing was sitting on the couch, staring at the road, waiting for the Heating Sydney van to pull up. The heating in my house had stopped working last year and I was trying to get through this winter without spending money on repairs and just keeping warm, but I hadn’t done a very good job of that. It had been about three weeks since the winter chill became obvious, and I couldn’t bare it any longer. I’d been to the doctor because my body has been acting very weird. The doctor told me the cold weather was actually damaging my insides, especially considering I slept on a swag rather than a mattress. When I heard the doctor say my body was undergoing long term damaged, I knew something had to be done, so I made the call.
The man from Ducted Heating Sydney was perfectly on time and very well presented. I’d tried to make it look like I was busy, but I think the technician thought I was a bit odd. I let the man in and showed him to the heater. I told the man from Central Heating Sydney that I had not turned the heater on in about a year and that he might want to be careful. I then realised I was telling a technician how to do his job, shut my mouth and left him to it. I felt really stupid so I sat down and switched on the television. I didn’t want to bother the technician again, so i decided I’d leave him alone until he was finished.