What used to be the microwave was on the kitchen counter, with every section lying separately, the one responsible for the mayhem was standing beside it, so busy that Gill did not see me walk into the kitchen.
When Gillard saw the horrified expression on my face, he started swearing that he would repair it since it was not really working. I instantly called my hubby Maurice, who always encouraged me and gave him an earful. Last year it was the toaster. Mori came home early from the air conditioning corporation to work on the quality cooling system, and he works as a cooling system serviceman. Maurice aimed to achieve the best air quality in the homes and buildings Maurice tested and even in his own home. When he did not have a slim schedule, he would call my brother Gillard to accompany him to his assignments, especially when it had to do with heating and A/C repair. My brother was fresh from high school, and Gill appreciated every minute. After a few weeks, Gillard claimed to be an expert in air conditioning repair. At first, I thought he was joking, but Maurice told me he was a quick learner and learned more about air conditioning weekly. Maurice said it wouldn’t be long before Gill started respectfully really working on heating and A/C replacements, on the other hand, In all the years I have been married to an air conditioning professional, the most I can do is replace an A/C filter and reset the thermostat, but everything else about the multi-cut air conditioning method is foreign to me. If Maurice was not an air conditioning provider, the cooling industry could make a kill from me, any noise be it poor or good, I freak out and call the indoor comfort business.