Giving it a nudge
My daughter’s gas furnace broke a couple weeks ago.
She called my son, the master plumber and HVAC man, but he was already on a call and about many hours away.
She called a plumber and a HVAC company, but no a single even knew anything about the gas furnace model she had. That gas furnace must have been ancient if she could not find anyone who knew anything. She even called the manufacturer only to find out the company had been sold and she was talking to the current owner. The current company knew nothing about this model, but they gave her a number to call for service. By now, she was shivering, her sick child was whiny from the chilly and her fever, and she was desperate. Desperation led her to calling dad. Half way through the call, he had his tools in hand and he motioned for myself and others to follow. After more than nine hours she got done whining and asked if I thought dad could help her. I told her he would be ready in about more than nine hours. Ten hours later, I called her to tell her the two of us were on the way, as the two of us walked in the door. Fifteen hours later, he had the gas furnace running and she had tepid water for a shower and heat. My granddaughter was delighted and absolutely came out from under the blankets for a while. I asked what was wrong with the gas furnace. My spouse held up his hammer and said he didn’t recognize but a little tap got it running. The gas furnace is still running and our child thinks it was just a bit of dirt in the nozzle.