So I got good news and bad news on Wednesday. The good news, my dryer isn't broken. The bad news, it cost $120 to tell me that. It's the damn building. Well, the venting for the dryer that is. When I told the maintenance man what it was, I got told "I told you to check the airflow". I did. The dryer's airflow that is. I didn't know I was supposed to figure out the building's vent was clogged.
Jeez. Now I get to have the management come out and fix it. And then tell me that I need to empty the lint trap after each load. I've had this set of machines for the last 22 years, I know this. What do I look like, a blonde? Ok, don't answer that. I know I'm a ditz, but really? I do know about lint traps, I even have a do-hickey to clean it out. Yes, do-hickey is a word, a technical word at that.
I'd go clean out the damn vent if I had a ladder tall enough. Even The Boy, who's around 6'6", standing on a step-stool can't get at it properly. All I want in life is to dry the clothes. Is that really too much to ask? I don't want to have to visit the hell of the laundromat in the next 20+ years if I don't need too. Have I screwed up that much in a past life to torture me that much? Don't answer. Really, don't.
At least I know that the machine is still going strong. I'm just hoping to get at least another 5 years out of it. I don't want to get a new one anytime soon, as even the repair guy said the stuff they sell now doesn't last anything like what I have.
The really funny part about this whole ordeal was the repairman was here first thing. I had scheduled a 8am - 1pm window, and we all know that they usually don't get there first thing. In fact, when it did break last year, the repairman got here around 4pm. So as I didn't want to wait all day, I figured, what the hell book the early time. Yes, the day was full of suprises.
Now all I have to do is to wait for them to fix the building. Laundromat, here I come. I seriously must have screwed up in a past life.
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