Last summer my parents asked me to stay with my grandmother for a few weeks. She had just gotten out of surgery and needed to be waited on hand and foot. It was a tough, demanding job but I did it without complaint because my grandmother and if there is one thing that was instilled in me since I was a young girl, it’s do unto others as you’d have them do unto you. We had a lot of fun, me and my grandma. Then the air conditioner broke and I had to find air conditioner repair in NYC. Luckily for my grandmother I am pretty great at finding trustworthy reviews for different things online and services like AC repair are no different.
I ended up choosing the one that had the most reviews, the company was universally liked and I figured it would be a great choice. Money wasn’t an issue for us, since my gran is quite well off but the service was well priced, nevertheless. The repairman came and figured out that the coil inside the air conditioner was actually frozen solid. I didn’t even know that that was possible. I mean surely there’s no such thing as too cold for an AC. Of course, I was wrong and that happens all the time. He was able to get us up and running in no time and was very gentlemanly and sweet to my grandmother. She loved his old fashioned, attentive manners and it really lifted her spirits. From that moment on she made a rapid recovery and she was back to her usual, effervescent self. I still stayed for the full six weeks that I was originally supposed to stay, just because I loved my gran’s company and it was nice to be out of my parents house for a while. I’ll always remember that summer fondly