My little brother was always an oddball, the type of kid who was so smart but always got Cs in classes.
He never seemed motivated, and was content to be the baby of the family with no expectations placed on him.
I got a job, started to build a life, and he still lived in his old childhood bedroom, with no desire to go to college or find work. And then one day, totally out of the blue, he messages me with a big money offer. He has been working on a plan, you see, but to execute it he needed my skills as an HVAC tech, particularly in terms of energy efficiency and ventilation. He had built a custom greenhouse on the edge of the property line, and wanted it set up with a very complex climate control and humidity regulation system. I will give him credit for doing his research, because his notes on the HVAC system he needed were very detailed and specific. He asked if I was capable of doing the work, and I said that I was, but the HVAC components he needed would cost a lot of money. It’s funny that cannabis is called a weed because it will grow anywhere, because my brother was willing to spend a ton of money on the HVAC system to make it grow. It turns out that ditch weed grows anywhere, hence the name, but for top quality dispensary-grade cannabis, it needed the TLC that only a superior HVAC system could give it. I’m not sure where he is getting the money from, though.