Wednesday, February 12, 2014

False Advertising

I am here for your amusement.  To tell you stories, to entertain, to humor and maybe, just maybe, you won't have the luck that I have. 

The Mama of House #1 needs a washer and dryer.  Just by chance, the mayor had a dryer for sale.  Lucky for us!  It was an older model, with very few scratches from moving, but is in excellent condition.   His mom needed a new washer and wanted the matching set.  She didn't want an unmatched pair. Her desire for a matching washer and dryer means good fortune for us. 

Now the search for a washer.

To quote Grammy, 'I have never owned a matching washer and dryer in my entire life.' 

The life cycle of a washer and dryer do not match.  It's worse than hotdogs and hot dog buns.

Our laundry room isn't much better.    Two years ago, the safety outlet (GFI) by the washer kept tripping. I would put a load of clothes in the machine and return a half hour later expecting to find clean clothes.  Instead, I would to find a washing machine full of wet clothes and soapy water.  Or sometimes it was wet clothes and clean rinse water. 

Stupid outlet.  The outlet must be going bad.  Push the reset button.  Start the washer where it left off.

Ha!  If only. 

Then one day...

I filled up the washer.  Filled it up to the brim with jeans, sweatshirts, warm water, soap, and cranked it up.  Away it went.  Washa, washa, washa. 

Except this time, I found out that the problem wasn't the outlet. 
Except this time, the washer turned off and never turned back on.
Except this time, I forgot about it for longer than a half hour.  Which normally wouldn't have been a problem.  So what if the cleanly washed and spun clothes are wet for an extra hour or they have time to get cold? They are going in the dryer.
Except this time, when I returned, the washer was still full of wet, dirty, soggy clothes, water, and soap. 
Except this time, I forgot about the clothes so long that the water got ice cold.  It was, of course, January and the laundry room doesn't have an overabundance of heat. 

I know it could have been much worse. It could have been a washer full of hot water with bleach and dirty socks. Ewwwww.

But then, on a snowy day in January 2012, a new washer was delivered. Two young men dragged the new washer up the driveway hill, installed it, and took the old one away. 

We tipped them for their good work. They were surprised and pleased with the tip.

The old dryer is still going.  It's squeaky, but it runs and makes the clothes soft and dry.  They, too, are an unmatched pair. 

Back to the search for a washing machine.  The Mama of House #1 found a good deal on that website advertising jobs, housing, appliances, and anything else you might want to sell that someone else might want to buy.  We'll call it Bobslist.  (We'll talk about our love of all things Bob later.)

She contacted the owner, secured the funds, and arranged pick-up.  Walt Kowalski and I had the easy part, we were the pick-up team. 
 
The washer was a good deal.  $150.  Only two-years-old.  Good name brand.  Close to home. Good neighborhood.  Why such a good deal for a new washer?  They were getting married, both had washing machines, and didn't need two.  Sounds good to us.

It was exactly the deal she was looking for.

Walt Kowalski and I got to the house at the arranged time and knocked on the door.  The woman of the house answered and said to meet her around back where the washer was located.

But the washer wasn't on the back porch or side porch.  The washer was in the car port.  The unheated, outside car port.

Do I need to remind you that the high temperature yesterday was 21 degrees?

The unheated part wasn't good, but it wasn't the worst of the situation.  The floor of car part wasn't paved.  It wasn't patio stones.  It wasn't even a gravel base.  It was dirt.  Which is fine for a car.  It is not a fine place to keep a washing machine.

The washing machine was not two-years-old.  False advertising #1.  The photo she sent was not of this actual washing machine sitting outside.  False Advertising #2. 
 
After looking at the washing machine it was obvious that it was not actually two-years-old but instead had been sitting in the mud of the carport for two years.  Big difference.  BIG difference.  Plain and simple, she lied to the Mama of House #1.

Not only were there leaves inside the machine, but over the two year period, the washing machine had sunk an inch down into the mud.

Sunk. Into. The. Mud. 

Did I mention that the high temperature yesterday was 21 degrees?  Did I mention that the low temperature yesterday was 3 degrees?

Not only was the washing machine suck in the mud, but it was frozen in that inch of mud.  Even Walt Kowalski couldn't push the washing machine loose.  All three of us together tried and couldn't push that washing machine loose.

I'm not even going to mention what could happen to a washing machine engine and parts if it freezes.  (All of the water never leaves the inner workings of a washer.)

The woman of the house said 'Oh let me see if I have a shovel.  You you can dig it out.'  

The thought of digging out a washing machine has never crossed my mind.  Digging my car out of the snow.  Digging the flowers out of the dirt.  Digging the vegetables out of the garden.  Washing machine?  Nope.

Walt Kowalski was so kind.  She handed him a broken shovel.  The shovel looked like someone took a bite out of the blade.  He took one look at the shovel and said 'This is only half of a shovel.'  She replied, 'Oh, my husband is a mason.'

I know that it took all of his power not to say 'What is he?  Half of a mason?' 

Walt Kowalski gave the ice mud around the washer a couple of jabs with the half shovel and said 'You'd better ask your husband to work on it when he gets home.  Text us if he gets it loose.'  He is so kind. That is not what he was thinking. 

He was just as frustrated as I was.  Once we got in the truck, all we could do was laugh. 

*sigh*

So the hunt continues. There are several outlets with scratch and dent appliances in the area.  We'll check them out.  Worst case a brandy, new, shiny washer is on sale for $299. 

1 comment :

  1. "The thought of digging out a washing machine has never crossed my mind.."
    So comical! I love this blog!
    And I can think of a few choice words Ol' Walt was thinking! Me personally wouldnt have been able to sugar coat as good!

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