Dry Your Eyes

Saturday, 23 June 2012
There are times in our lives when things just do not go as planned. When these times happen in my life, I like to find the kernel of fun in it and if at all possible, make sure that I poke fun at myself... just to up the ante. Plus, you know I adore exaggerating a touch to get a laugh out of people. I wish this tale was an exaggeration. Sadly, no...

I was away for Father's Day weekend to see family and friends and came back to find my internet no longer working. Oh joy! It isn't ideal for a social media researcher to have no proper way to access social media. Alas, I patiently booted and rebooted my modem and router. I tried different combinations of rebooting. I restarted my computer... tried hardwiring it to the service. Two hours later... it still was not working. Deciding it was necessary to take a break from my frustration I thought, "Ah! I'll finish a load of laundry." Not good.

Venturing into my quaint (read: small) laundry room, I transfer clean clothes from the washer to the dryer. I have a stacked unit - which is an important detail for later. I move the setting on the dryer and press the "on" button. It starts then stops abruptly. Okay. I open the door and try to give it a manual spin. It won't budge. Try to turn it on again. Same thing. Quick start, then stop, no turn. Taking a deep breath, I remove all of the clothes and try again. Nope. Nothing. It felt like the drum was actually stuck so I did what any reasonable person would do, I climbed up on top of the small cabinet in front of my washer to look behind the dryer. This was not one of my brighter moments.

The cabinet isn't made out of walnut. The piece isn't reinforced with wooden dowels, it's a sh*tty modular unit just meant to hold Tide and Bounce sheets. See where this is going?

At exactly the same second as it dawned on me that I should not be standing on the cabinet, it gave way, dramatically collapsing beneath me. I instinctively grabbed for the bar that I hang my clothes on - and boy was that a great idea! The bar is a spring rod, made to hold up a shower curtain. I crashed down in a (very elegant) heap with clean clothes and the spring rod following. Surprisingly, I was not seriously injured and I didn't even curse (yes, I must have been very tired).

My dryer still does not work and neither does my wifi. Luckily I've been trained for living a life without modern conveniences. I lived in London for two years without a dryer (they hang clothing on radiators) and intermittent internet service. There are worse things in life than dealing with repair people, I suppose. Hope you are having a great weekend.

2 comments

AK said...

Thanks for the laugh :)

AK said...

Thanks for the laugh :)