Imagine, for a moment, what it would be like to spend your childhood driving around the country in a camper.
You might have enjoyed the luxury of a house, or an apartment, a double wide trailer, or basically any other kind of home that doesn’t have wheels on it. Not me, I had a sleeping bag on the floor of a camper, one that seemed to never stop for more than a few hours at a time. It was just me, my mom, and my dad, and for a while things were going pretty well. I didn’t know any different, so when they started using me as a lookout while they stole air conditioners, I just rolled with it. The only people I trusted in the world were my folks, so when they said to watch out for the management while they broke in doors to empty rooms and heisted HVAC equipment I did my very best. On some level I guess I knew stealing was wrong, but the way they explained it these air conditioners weren’t being used and no one would miss them. Some time later I found out that in a 6-state radius my folks had become rather famous in law enforcement circles as the A/C bandits. When we all got arrested and charged with thousands of AC thefts, I also found out that they weren’t even my real parents. Some years before, when I was just a baby, they had taken me out of a hotel while they had been jacking some air conditioning equipment.
Air conditioner installation