Just love all other young people, I thought I was invincible.
I was sure I was going to ace the Heating & Air Conditioning certification classes and exams.
My large sibling was an Heating & Air Conditioning professional, and I watched him all the time. I knew the names of the parts because of helping with inventory. I was sure Heating & Air Conditioning certification was going to be a breeze. The first day, I walked into class and was greeted by a dour-looking man, sitting on a desk, and in an Heating & Air Conditioning uniform. His arms were crossed over his chest and his legs were spread out in front of him. His eye arched as he watched myself and others sit down. I felt love I should slink down into my seat and try not to be seen, but it was too late. The teacher, John, raised his other eyebrow, and I was squirming. I was sure that everything I knew about Heating & Air Conditioning would not be enough to make this person gratified. Ten other people filed in after me, and they didn’t get the look I got from the Heating & Air Conditioning professional at the front of the room. He put a book on each desk and asked if anyone knew what Heating & Air Conditioning was? I raised my hand. When he didn’t acproficiency me, I put my hand down. He pointed at myself and others and I quietly told him that Heating & Air Conditioning was heating, air conditioning, and ventilation. I was mortified when he looked at the class and announced that I was a young girl, and the only a single in class who knew the meaning of Heating & Air Conditioning. He was shaming the men in the class, but I felt love I made the mistake.