Somewhere, Somehow, Someone Has Fashioned Little Voodoo Dolls of Our Kitchen Appliances
So yesterday we just had to laugh (hardy har freakin’ har) when our microwave made a zzzzzztttttt sound while I was reheating some French Toast. I can say that Old Sharp-ie passed relatively quickly and pain free, however my withdrawal has been a tad painful since my need to microwave everything in the refrigerator suddenly increased ten fold. Of course our toaster oven, Blackie, is loving the new attention. What? You don’t name your appliances?
We weren’t surprised since our microwave was 10 years old. And I wasn’t really emotionally bonded to it because we inherited it from the previous home owners who gave off a Jerry Springer vibe (some neighbors told us the former man of the house had a thing for revving his truck engine late every Saturday night while blaring the stereo and drinking beer.) And yes, this is our second appliance to die in the past two weeks, but what’s $216, including tax, when you’ve just forked over $1,000 for a new refrigerator?
After a little Internet research and removing the old over-the-range microwave, the hubby headed to Home Depot, where once again he wasn’t exactly blown away by the selection or service. He called to say they didn’t have the microwave we found online in stock and that the employee assisting him had actually told him he’d be better off going to another store, such as Sears or a local appliance shop! Lowes got our business yet again, although no one was helpful there either, and the hubby ended up loading the huge microwave box on to one of those oversized dolly carts and wheeling it to the checkout himself because the Lowes employee was apparently only capable of pointing. Has good customer service died? I guess so.
So, do you have any appliance nightmares to share? Where do you typically buy your appliances? And, is it just me, or are they just not making them like they used to? At some point either our 10-year-old oven or stove cooktop will be next to ascend to that great appliance heaven in the sky, where they will sparkle for eternity and are no longer marred by toddlers’ sticky hands.
Of course the best part of getting a new microwave was the box. It makes a fine rocket ship.
