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Monday, April 28, 2008

Monday Moanin'

I'm a patient person. I know chit happens. Some things just can't be helped. There are things that don't always work out, but I figure as long as all is good in the end, why get all pissy about it.

So Saturday, when my new range, refrigerator, dishwasher and microwave was delivered, there were a couple blips in the screen.

First, I ordered LG white appliances with brushed nickel handles from Home Depot. Before I paid for the order, I made the salesman check and double check to be sure they were all in stock. I also requested they take away all my old crap appliances upon delivery.

Friday, I got the call from Home Depot saying delivery would be Saturday between 8:00-12:00. Since I was going out Friday night, to the Bossy Bash, I secretly hoped I was more 12ish. I digress.

Saturday morning, I got a call at 7:15am saying I was their first delivery. They'd be here at 8:00am. Oh joy. I dragged my butt out of bed, inserted my Java IV and began emptying the dishwasher and refrigerator.

They showed up and in a flash had all my old appliances out in my driveway. I was still on the Java IV therapy when I saw the range coming through the door. Uh-oh ... wrong one bub. He called the warehouse and found out the one I ordered was going through a model changeover, and they no longer make the brushed nickel handle. Strike one. He told me to keep this range and they will send out someone to change the handle. I asked if the holes will line up, they assured me they will but I'm thinking not. We shall see.

In comes the refrigerator. Looks good, fits perfect. They hook up the water line for the ice maker. Set the temps, I through all my stuff in it and watch as the dishwasher comes in.

As I'm sitting watching them install the dishwasher, I notice a discolored like scratch on the refrigerator ... covered with appliance paint ... about 15" long, ending with a dimple dent. Crap strike two. The delivery guy said since he already took the old one out, just call after he leaves and say I want it changed out because I noticed a scratch. OK, I can understand him not wanting to lug them in and out again, I can do that. See, I'll work with ya!

They finish the dishwasher, ran it and it works.

After they left, I sat on my couch to call Home Depot to report the scratch. As I was on hold, forever, I noticed my eye view of the dishwasher revealed a 1 inch gap between the counter and the top of the dishwasher. I could see the insulation. Strike three. Eh, no biggy, as long as they have to come back, they can take care of that. So I talk to the salesman.

New handle for range coming. Check
New refrigerator coming. Check
Adjust dishwasher to fit in space. Check

They weren't going to install the microwave because they wanted an obscene amount of money to connect the wires (that are already there from the previous hood fan I removed) to an electrical box. I figured I'd ask my step-father when he and my mom get back from Florida.

I read the instructions for the refrigerator. It takes 12-24 hours to completely cool down and the automatic ice maker to start. I went out with the girls that night and when I came home, I never checked the refrigerator.

Sunday morning, I got up, took a shower, got dressed, drove my "trying to keep it together" self to Home Depot and politely said, "My name is Nancy D and I called here about my delivery yesterday. I've been patient, but this morning, my house was colder than my refrigerator when I woke up. My frozen Weight Watchers dinners are all thawed and my Weight Watchers fudgesicles are all melted, as are my Victoria Beckham's Diet Secret bags of edamame, and various other things. Caitlin's wrist corsage from prom 2 years ago is wilting Mister!"

The guy was cool. I kept my 'tude in check, but he knew I wasn't happy. He said a new refrigerator is scheduled for delivery this Thursday and he will call first thing this morning to see if it can here sooner. He said LG will compensate for my having to pitch everything in my refrigerator and freezer.

I didn't act like a loony woman, but I think I will tell them for all the f-ups, I want my microwave installed free. Who wants to bet when it is unboxed, it is either wrong or won't fit?

Oh yeah, one more thing. I ordered all new door knob/levers for the rooms I just finished painting. In Brushed Nickel. They came last week. In Antique Bronze. Let's see if the replacements come in correct this week. [smiles]

Friday, April 18, 2008

Moanin' Missives

Dear guy behind me at the light,

I know we can turn "right on red". I hear you blowing your horn as you wave your arms in the air, pointing at the clear traffic and motioning me to turn right. Did it ever occur to you I am going straight? Just because you are turning right, doesn't mean I am.

Please don't give me your dirty look when I just smile and wave back. It takes a lot for me not to just hop out and get all up in your face.

Buckle up,
Nancy


Dear co-worker that I have written so much about,

You are a grown man. Why do you talk baby talk on the phone ... to suppliers? Why did you just call and say in a sing-song whiny voice "Hi Mikie, can you get *this part* delivered out here today, pwetty pweese. You can? Thanks hon-neee."

It makes me want to slap you upside your head McFly!

Professionally speaking,
Nancy


Dear lady in front of me at the check out,

You have over $100 in groceries, 80% of them being crap, junk-food, and frozen dinners. Why do you have to argue with the cashier over a .25 frickin cent coupon? Don't you see the 5 of us lined up behind you? When I handed you a dollar and said "here, this more than covers your coupon," why did you give me a dirty look? It broke the frustration in line and clearly showed you how stupid you looked and sounded.

If you need to pinch pennies, rethink those Hostess Ding-Dongs and multi-pack cans of Pringles. Your butt and your wallet could do without them.

Organically yours,
Nancy