New Places and Familiar Voices

Going from the country to the big city for the first time was a shock. I had been living in the country on my parent’s farm for most of my life, and finally going to NYC of all places made me feel as if I was in another universe. I moved out to NYC because I was given a job opportunity. I moved into a new house, but there was one problem that I had to deal with upon moving in. The HVAC system didn’t work, and I had to get someone to do an HVAC repair in NYC.

At my parent’s farm, they had a fireplace for heat, so I didn’t know anything about how to work the HVAC at first, let alone how to fix it. The winters and summers at my parent’s country farm used to be quite an experience. Since there was no HVAC to keep cool, we had to use fans and blow any hot air out of the window as much as we could. Even though we had a fireplace, the winter nights were still cold, and we had to wake up early to chop firewood for the fireplace. I don’t miss that at at all.

I looked at some local companies on the Internet to find one in NYC that would be able to handle my HVAC problem. As soon as I found one, I contacted them and they sent someone out. When the repair worker arrived, he noticed my accent and asked me where I came from, and I told him. He actually had relatives who lived near my parents, which is how he recognized my accent. I didn’t think I would actually find anyone out here who knew of my home town. he fixed the HVAC and I enjoyed the warm air.