My father told me early on in the game that I should tell no one that I was an HVAC technician. Close family, and your spouse if you have one, are the only people who need to know where you work. Dad thought our family would prey on me, and try to guilt me into giving them free work. For three years, I kept my status as an HVAC technician private. It wasn’t until I was seen getting out of the service van and heading into the grocery store that I was found out. Unfortunately, I was in full uniform, and carrying my tools when I went in. My tools weren’t in my hand when I came out and rummaged through the service van. I would be a liar if I didn’t say I felt like I was being stalked. My cousin told me every step I took, how long it took me to go into the store and back out, and how many times I visited the service van. She told me the store must have had a badly broken air conditioning unit. I told her it was broken, but some things just don’t work as well as they used to when you had so many years of abuse on you. The air conditioning in the grocery store had never been cleaned, and it was beyond hopes of being repaired. She asked if I worked on all HVAC systems or if I only worked on industrial HVAC systems. I said that right now I am working on industrial HVAC equipment, which wasn’t a lie.