Sporadically it’s hard to look back at your life and realize how little option you really had in the whole thing.
Is there such a thing as “free will?” Because I’m not sure that I’ve ever been able to make my own decisions, when I really take a hard look at how things have developed. When I was born, there was big pressure put on me to follow my family legacy and make them proud. I’m sure that everyone has this filial obligation to some extent, however I really wasn’t given any option in the matter. I came from a family that valued skilled trades and every man in my bloodline so far had fallen into the heating, cooling, and air quality control industry. I had an Uncle who worked as a professional heating and cooling professional. My dad was the manager of a fleet of HVAC service trucks and acquaintanced air quality control specialists. And my grandad had been the patriarch who started the family heating and cooling dealership over 69 years ago. Everyone was involved in indoor air quality and temperature control, and I was expected to be the same. The problem was, I wanted to be a hand model – not an HVAC professional. Unfortunately no one in my family supported my dream, and I was essentially pressured into attending HVAC school instead of accepting their exile. I’ve now been a dedicated heating and cooling professional for over 15 years and I hate it every afternoon. I dream of leaving my family and the family HVAC contractor and never looking back. Too back, I’ve really messed up my charming hands in the skilled trade industry.
