I apologised to the man for wasting his time and hung up the phone. I was incredibly embarrassed, and felt a little like a fool. I’d come home to find a note on the fridge asking the next person with a spare second to phone ducted air conditioner Sydney. I’d become confused when I’d seen the note, and spent a few minutes mucking around with the air conditioner. I’d used it a few nights back to cool the house down during the heatwave and wondered to myself if I was the cause of the damage. After a few hard thumps, I realised the air conditioner needed to be repaired by an expert, not an impatient and heavy-handed woman! I had taken a few moments to phone the team at evaporative air con repairs in Sydney in the hopes of securing an appointment right away. I felt bad, thinking that because I was the last to use the air conditioner, I had broken it. I wanted to arrange for the technician to come by as soon as possible.
Speaking to the man on the phone at evaporative air conditioning service in Sydney, I was glad to know that he was doing all he could to squeeze us in for a repair. He returned to the phone with good news, a time and date for my appointment. When I started giving the man the my personal details, he paused. With a curious tone in his voice, the man asked me if I’d already phoned up earlier in the day. I wondered why he’d asked me that, but assured him I hadn’t. The man asked me to bare with him, as he checked through his diary. Returning to the phone, I was politely informed that an appointment was already scheduled for my address and that someone had phoned up this morning.