The address they gave me for the AC repair was for the cemetery.

He got as far as the gate, crossed himself, and got back into his work van

I felt like I was being pranked again. When I first started working, I was sent to repair an air conditioning unit at a house that was next to a cursed cemetery. This week, the HVAC dispatcher handed me an address that was for a cemetery. I questioned if the address was right, and she said it was the one the woman had given her. They wanted the air conditioning repaired or replaced, according to what the HVAC technician suggested. I really didn’t want to go to the cemetery. There wasn’t anyone living there that needed air conditioning. I didn’t have a choice but to go to the address and repair an air conditioning unit. When I arrived, there was a young woman standing at the gates of the cemetery. She told me there was an old church at the back and they were turning it into a museum. This cemetery dated back to the Revolutionary War, and they wanted to turn the church into a museum that would commemorate the soldiers that were buried there. I told her I was hesitant to come to the cemetery, and she laughed. She said had that reaction from everyone when she called for service. She never got the plumber there to do the work. He got as far as the gate, crossed himself, and got back into his work van. I said my brother was a plumber, and I gave her his card. I had to admit that I was glad to have the air conditioning repaired because I had already been there way too long.



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