I walked into the basement and looked over at the HVAC technician.
He had arrived about half an hour earlier to look at my furnace.
I called the HVAC company the previous day and told them I was losing airflow. Luckily, they had an opening the next day and the HVAC technician was right on time. I had never had an HVAC technician arrive at his appointed time. I never had any type of service person arrived at their appointed time. When I got into the basement, the HVAC technician was holding his chest and turning red. At first, I thought he was choking, but then I realized he was looking blue around the lips. The HVAC technician was having a heart attack, and I didn’t know CPR. I called an ambulance and got him to sit down. He was waving at me, and I noticed his lunch box was open. That’s when I realized he was choking. I pounded hard on his back while he was leaning over, and a whole egg popped out of his mouth. I almost laughed out loud. He said he was starving and had just put the egg in his mouth when he heard me coming down the steps. He didn’t want me to think he was wasting time while fixing the furnace, so he pushed it in and hid that he was eating. I felt bad for the HVAC technician, but it was funny. I told him I would rather see an HVAC technician eating on the job than laying down on my floor dead from a heart attack or choking.