A cranky baby and a faulty quality air conditioner

Troy, the eighteen months old I was babysitting, was getting cranky by the minute because of the heat.

Fanning him was not working since he kept moving around.

I tried resetting the thermostat, but it was of no use, and that was the end of my expertise since I knew no more about air conditioning. The situation became so hopeless that I was staring at the multi-split air conditioning unit, hoping my willpower was enough to make it start working. I could not reach Troy’s parents on the phone, and the cooling industry was not something I fully understood. I was at my wit’s end. When I was in the kitchen to get my fourth glass of cold water, I saw an air conditioning company card. I took it as a sign and immediately called them. The relief when an a/c serviceman picked up was immense. I told him about the quality air conditioner, and when he asked for further details, I said to him that I was not in a position to answer additional questions. The air conditioning provider confirmed that they would send a tech three hours from my call time. It meant suffering for three more hours, but it was better than having no cooling source for the whole day. I saw the indoor comfort business truck a half-hour earlier than the time they had given, and Troy’s mother called at the same time. She gave me the credit card number that they would charge their services. I showed the air conditioning technician the HVAC installation and left him to work on it. The tech declared that the unit needed air conditioning repair and HVAC maintenance a few minutes later. An hour after he finished, the air quality had greatly improved.



a/c serviceman