10/13/11

Washer/Dryer Repair






Our daughter’s washer and dryer are sitting in our garage while she is renting a set. (Simply another illogical situation in our family.) When she moved, the person helping her (brother, boyfriend, friend – who knows?) broke the dryer panel off – the one on top with the controls and wires – and cut the pipes to the washer because the valve wouldn’t unscrew. Hearing this, the repairman said, “I guess a knife is easier if you don’t have a wrench.”

He said he could probably check them out in the garage. I asked for a week to get them uncovered. He showed up that day.

We drug the abused machines out from under a heap of stuff and onto the driveway. He checked out the dryer. All the wires were intact. He said, “You got lucky there.”

Next he hooked up the washer’s water lines with a garden hose. Then he plugged it in with an outdoor extension cord. For a moment, he thought it went caput. Turns out our fancy pantsy extension cord had a breaker that shut it down. “I used to have one like that," he commented. “I threw it away.”

As the repairman left, he told us to call him the next time we need him. He said to remind him when we call that we’re the place where he worked on a washer in the driveway. He said that’s so he’ll remember us. I think it might be so he can dodge us!

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