When I first met my man, I was so in love with him.
He was not the man that my father wanted me to marry at first, however my father eventually came to appreciate him. The two of my parents constantly expected that I would marry somebody who went off to school then got a good career with awesome benefits & a ton of getaway time. However, my husband works as an HVAC tech, which is a trade field. My dad was firmly against his daughter marrying an HVAC worker because he thought it was an unskilled task which required no thought or talent. However, as my father’s gas furnace stopped working, he called an HVAC supplier. My husband-to-be was the guy to service it. Though it wasn’t as clean nor as tidy as my father had hoped, he had to admit that the HVAC field was necessary & long-term! After marrying my man & studying what he goes through on a daily basis, I have become so very proud of the HVAC worker I love. He crawls under & over houses, installs gas lines & electric lines. He even assembles giant machines to deliver heating & cooling for people. Then when people’s gas heating systems stop working right in the middle of Winter and they are afraid of freezing, my man wakes up in the early hours of the morning to service their gas furnace. He isn’t afraid to get dirty. He does all of the HVAC labor with honesty. Though he didn’t go to university, he makes more than enough cash in the HVAC field to make the family comfortable. Also, he has good job security in the HVAC field, more than many.