I wanted to have the air conditioning unit cleaned and repaired before summer, and I wanted to have it done before I went away for work.
I was going to be gone for at least three weeks, so I wanted to leave without worrying about my home.
When I saw the HVAC technician get out of his service van, I took a quick glance and thought he looked familiar. When he came to the door, I tripped and dumped an entire cup of coffee all over him. My mind imagined he was my ex-boyfriend. I hadn’t seen him in about a year, and I thought that would have been plenty of time for him to go to school and become an HVAC technician. I stood there staring at him, with coffee all over his shirt and pants, when he asked if I had some paper towels. I showed him to the bathroom and apologized. He looked at me and I realized I had followed him into the bathroom. The voice and the face were so familiar, but I knew it wasn’t my ex-boyfriend. He had moved out of state with his new girlfriend. After working on the air conditioning unit, he sat down to tell me about the bill. I was staring at his ID badge when he asked if there was something wrong. I told him my ex’s name and asked if they were related. He told me he was his younger brother. An hour later, we were laughing about some of the dumb things he had done, and he asked me out before leaving the house. From coffee on his uniform to a coffee date; how crazy is that?