I got the coolest service call last week.
The dispatcher sent me to a comedy club to make a repair on their a/c unit.
I was told to knock on the side door and someone would let me in and show me to the a/c unit. I could not believe that a mime greeted me at the door. She had full face paint on, and she waved me in. I tried to ask what was wrong with the a/c unit, but in tplot mime form, she frowned and motioned me forward. It didn’t take long for him to go through dozens of handkerchief and find the note connected at the end. The note told me what was happening with the a/c machine and let me know someone would be there within an hour to check on everything. I went right to work on the a/c unit. I changed the air filter and immediately looked at the fan motor. It surprised that everything looked so clean and appeared to be working well. The mime came back and made motioned prefer she was programming a temperature control. I asked where the temperature control was, and she took me to it, someone had changed the program and instead of cooling from 12 PM to 1 AM, it was cooling from 1 AM until 12 PM. I jokingly asked him if she had made the swings, and she looked sad. She took a deep breath and spoke for the first time. She said she was trying to get it to turn on earlier and hit the wrong button.