My little brother Max is a real jerk.
Max thinks it’s fun to watch someone make a fool of themselves, then last week, the local Heating, Ventilation, & A/C pro was at the house working on our a/c unit.
Max took our old pet whistle outside & was playing with it. Max and I hadn’t had a pet since the last one died more than a year ago. Max wanted to see if the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C pro would use the pet whistle in an effort to see if he could repair it. I told Max to provide me the pet whistle, although he didn’t want to. Max told me he was going to play a trick on the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C professional. Max provided me with an unusual look & walked over to the tech. He told the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C pro his whistle was broken & wanted to know if he could repair it for him. The Heating, Ventilation, & A/C pro looked at my brother then over at me. He shrugged & looked at the whistle. I could tell he didn’t want the whistle in his mouth, although he handed it back to my brother. He told Max there was no fixing the whistle since he was an Heating, Ventilation, & A/C pro & not a whistle professional. Being the nine-year-old he was, Max pouted & tried pleading with the Heating, Ventilation, & A/C tech. The tech took a deep breath & then took the whistle. He provided it a long look before handing it back. I thought Max was going to drop over, when the tech told him you could not repair something that wasn’t broken. The tech said if the pet didn’t want to listen, there was no amount of blowing the dog whistle that was going to make it work.