I spent nine months in that class and I was always competing to get my questions answered.
About five years ago, I decided I wanted to become a HVAC technician. I was ready to go to classes and learn everything there was to learn about heating, ventilation, and air conditioning. I couldn’t contain my excitement the first day when I started my classes. Most of the guys who were there didn’t even take notice that I was there. It was like I was invisible. Even when I raised my hand, I didn’t get called on. Okay, so I am only four feet eleven inches and I don’t go over eighty pounds. That doesn’t mean it is okay to ignore me. I stood up and shouted to the instructor that I had a question. Everyone turned around when I opened my mouth. I have a very husky and very loud voice. I grew up with four brothers and all of them are well over six feet tall. Both of my parents are over five feet nine inches. I take after my great-grandmother who was only five feet, give or take an inch as she tells it. I gave them my name and told them I had some questions about the ventilation system. I knew the proper terms and I told them that I came from a long line of HVAC technicians. I spent nine months in that class and I was always competing to get my questions answered. When I took my certification test, I passed it with a perfect score. I’m thinking that I was finally getting the attention I wanted, and all I had to do was the impossible. I got the only perfect score in our entire HVAC class.