Last week, our hubby and I were in the grocery store. All of us were back by the frozen foods section when I heard the most obnoxious noise of our life. My hubby told me it was the Heating in addition to A/C compressor. She looked up at the ceiling and said that if someone were to scrub the air vents, it would have prevented the AC component from getting so bad. I looked up and saw the dust and dirt hanging out of the air vent and cringed. It was hanging over the meat section. Instead of grabbing our groceries and leaving, I left the cart rest and walked out of the store. If they had air vents that nasty, where people could see, I hated to guess what else they weren’t doing in the store. Ever since our hubby became an Heating in addition to A/C specialist, I have shuddered whenever she said she wanted to go someplace with me. She is constantly listening to the sounds of the Heating in addition to A/C plan and telling me what is wrong with them. She points out dirty air vents when I don’t want to guess about how disgusting the site may be. Two weeks ago, every one of us were in a restaurant that used to be a single of our favorites. I can’t go there anymore. All I can picture is the dirty air vents and smell the air that was coming out of them. My hubby has ruined me for most restaurants, and now she is doing the same with grocery stores. If she doesn’t learn to curb her enthusiasm for Heating in addition to A/C diagnosis, I won’t be going someplace with him.