Ever.
(From your spouse...)
"Honey, come look at this." (This applies, in particular, to the incident last night, but it's safe to assume this isn't something a woman ever really enjoys hearing.)
"Why is there flame there?"
"I'm going to have to cut off the gas."
(and from the boys...)
"Does this mean no pancakes in the morning?!?!"
(and then from the appliance store we purchased the stove from...)
"Oh no. We don't service that far." (OK, you'll deliver here, but you won't service here? And you couldn't have mentioned that when we bought the stove and made it clear that we were purchasing locally for the s-e-r-v-i-c-e?!?)
(from the two other companies the first company gave you service contacts for...)
"Five Star? Who makes that? I don't think we service those. *pause* Nope. We don't service those."
So much for buying locally. I ended up calling Five Star. For the record, they were truly fantastic! Five Star is sending the parts needed to do the repair and they somehow managed to talk the original shop into sending a technician down to do the repair once we have the parts in hand. Yay, Five Star!!
All this, and we can still make it to the library today! Yippee!
Kiss those babies!
~Dy
3 comments:
Oh,geez. The phone and now the stove,too? God bless Five Star! Hope the repairs are done soon and without further headaches! :0)
I've got another to add to your list...
While pregnant: "Mama, does this milk smell funny to you?"
Yeah, it did. Funny in a really bad kind of way. The kind of way that sends sensitive pregnant tummies to the sink to toss its cookies.
It's not as bad as yours, but it sure felt that way. :)
Oh, KathyJo! Ugh. I think yours was worse. Mine just made me feel whiney, but I remember the preggo-nose sensitivity issues, and you've got all my empathy. I hope you're feeling a bit more normal now. :-)
Dy
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