The HVAC company sent an HVAC worker to the condo an hour later who observed set COVID protocols.
When my sister lost her job, I didn’t want her to be alone. She has a history of depression, and one of the triggers is failing. She loved her job, but the pandemic forced her boss to close shop for good. This left my sister unemployed, and I didn’t want her to go down the rabbit hole. So, during one of our calls, I suggested she come quarantine with me in my condo. My home is big, and she loves my community, so she moved in two weeks later. I knew having my son around was a good distraction as we planned for the next step in her career. One afternoon, we played hide and seek when my son came back wet. He told me he had slipped and fallen on some water leaking from the heat pump. My sister and I were shocked and went to check on the heat pump just to be sure it was the source of the water. Sure enough, the unit was dripping water on the floor, and there was a puddle with skid marks there. We had to call the HVAC company immediately since we couldn’t stay without air conditioning. It was summer, and the heat was unbearable, to say the least. The HVAC company sent an HVAC worker to the condo an hour later who observed set COVID protocols. We let him do his work, and he noted the drainage line was clogged. The algae would prevent proper moisture drainage from the heat pump. It didn’t take long for the HVAC worker to unclog the drain line and restore proper function. His policy was to do the best job in the least amount of time to prevent any risk for all of us.