10 minutes went by, then 20 minutes, then, 30 minutes.
Whenever my parents were working late and needed a professional to come to the house for maintenance, they would ask me to be at the house to let the professional in. Normally, this was no problem for me. Whenever school would let out, I’d ride home with a buddy and we’d play video games until someone showed up. Then, I’d leave once the person was done and I’d go do whatever I needed to do. However, the last time my parents asked me to stay home to meet someone, it went horribly wrong. The HVAC specialist was scheduled to come over to service our HVAC system and I told my parents that I’d meet him. I’d met the HVAC specialist on numerous occasions since the HVAC company only worked on HVAC systems Monday through Friday. I don’t think my parents would be able to have the HVAC system serviced at all if it weren’t for me. After school, I went home and waited for the HVAC specialist to get there. 10 minutes went by, then 20 minutes, then, 30 minutes. I had a soccer game that evening and I was going to be late if the HVAC specialist didn’t get there on time. After waiting for 45 minutes, the HVAC specialist finally arrived. He spent the next hour looking at the furnace and he didn’t seem to be in any rush with the air conditioner. It took him so long to service everything, that I almost missed my soccer game!