October 24, 2006
I have rage. Well, it’s mostly gone now, but earlier I had rage. My washing machine broke (and strangely Steve wasn’t out of town, plumbing ALWAYS waits until he is out of town.) So I went online and booked an appointment with Sears to come and fix it. My appointment time was between 8 and 12. Which is pretty annoying, that I have to sit and wait for 4 hours. And they make you sit by the phone. They call during that time and if you don’t answer, they don’t show up. That happened one time when I was in the bathroom. I tried running with my pants down and didn’t get there in time. I had waited FOUR HOURS for them and then they didn’t come because I didn’t answer the effin phone.
So anyway, noon comes and goes. I have to leave to take son #2 to gymnastics and by this time I am livid. I was working myself up when my cell finally rang at 1:10. I was in the gym, doing push ups and my phone rang. I’m pumped and feeling mean because I hurt. And I let loose the flood gates of hell on him. And instead of being apologetic he tried to tell me that he had me on the schedule for 1, and that he didn’t see what the problem was. Surely if there had been an error it wasn’t his fault. Which only fed my fury. He seemed stupid and had an attitude. After ripping him a new one, he agreed to show up at 2:20. As it turns out, he wasn’t a bad guy and what I had perceived as stupidity and an attitude was actually that he was wearing hearing aids and has the speech of someone who was deaf. Boy did I feel like an ass. I still hate Sears, but I did not continue to vent the force of my fury on him like I would have had someone shown up that many hours late with an attitude problem.
So here I sit. Only mildly pacified because my washer is fixed. I have decided that my rage is due to pain. I have taken stock of the things that hurt and decided it annoys me that things hurt. Here is a list of the things that hurt:
My upper back.
My lower back.|
The middle of my back.
The back of my back.
The back of my front.
The side of my side.
The other side of my side.
Above my ass.
Below my neck.
Behind my arms.
Above my legs.
Oh and also my knee hurts. 
In case you were wondering, the gym and running club didn’t help…..
Update: 9:06 pm I have just discovered that my washing machine is actually NOT fixed. $160 and it’s not fixed at all. AND I have to pay $45 just to make another appointment. SOMEONE will pay for this and it won’t be me…..
October 24, 2006 at 10:17 pm
When the guy comes back you should pull off his hearing aids and crush them with your foot.
Ha ha ha…..
seriously tell me what the washing maching is doing wrong or not doing right?
October 25, 2006 at 12:52 am
I understand rage a lot. Even if you have pain and you are annoyed about it and it causes you to rage harder I’d be pissed about the washer. I’m pissed for you.
Maybe something that helps - at least they give you a 4 hour block of time (not that they were on time but we are on principle here, right?). If you lived here you’d pretty much have to wait ALL DAY AND… sometimes they don’t even show up then.
F*ckers!
hopefully I won’t read about an arrest of a crazy washing machine lady in the paper tomorrow… for killing the Sears repairman!
October 25, 2006 at 11:44 am
Shaymus- It won’t drain. It’s a front loader. Shows the code F02. Sigh.
Stoeipoes- I don’t have time to wait around for them until Thursday again. Meanwhile, my laundry is in my neighbor’s washing machine. Sigh.
October 25, 2006 at 12:30 pm
Yes fo2 sounds a bit like po2…..ours has an intermittant wont drain problem….it is always a coin jammed in the spot where the external drain hose connects to the machine….I lean the machine forward and the wife balances it and take the hose off and reach in with the pointy nosed plyers and get it out…….Usually when washers go into the spin cycle they make a click or clunk sound….does yours still make that sound but not drain or does it NOT make the sound?
October 25, 2006 at 3:37 pm
Shaymus- We took the hose off. Found 2 zippers, a rock and a thumb tack. No coins….I think the pump needs to be replaced…..
October 25, 2006 at 6:22 pm
I’m gone on a 3 day trip over the weekend (college football in a small town is great), get back yesterday, worked 13 hours to get caught up, come back today for more of the same, have a moment and think, ‘hey, i wonder what Helen and her European, freaked out, foot lovin, teenage raisin’ buddies have been up to?’ Well, Here i am, i just spent an hour i don’t have, reading, laughing (as usual) and now having to go to your buddies blogs Helen, as I’ve kinda gotten addicted to the perverse humor you and they share alike. When am i gonna get some f’in work done? Thank all of you for the laughs…and Helen thanks for the blogroll link.
October 25, 2006 at 9:48 pm
ROFL Stan! I don’t even know how I attracted all these crazies, I mean sweet, feet loving people.
You think it’s my warped sense of humor and potty mouth? LOL! You missed a good Scoble party tonight. I’ll post pictures later. Watch out for Shaymus’ penis pictures.
October 25, 2006 at 10:23 pm
No not completely losing it…I will tell you what the Potato is all about in a couple of days
October 25, 2006 at 10:44 pm
LOL. Greeeaaaaaattttt. I’m scared. Did you rub your feet all over it and serve it for dinner or something?
October 26, 2006 at 1:12 am
No, I might as well tell you…I have a friend who posts very allaborate posts with diagrams and graphs…regarding important issues and nobody reads them or even comments…I was stiring him up saying…perhaps he should just write Potato and people would injoy it more.
October 26, 2006 at 11:50 am
LOL! I enjoyed it.
October 27, 2006 at 9:06 am
Pain is evil. Rage is the sweet narcotic that fills our veins and allows us to dole out unnecessary punishment on perfectly innocent bystanders to alleviate the pain, because we are all sadists. Trust me, I have a lot of rage over my headaches, so I understand your rage. Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! Must find innocent bystanders to rage at!
Hey, at least the washing machine works now!
October 27, 2006 at 9:14 am
Must…..drown….kittens……. lol! I usually call the insurance company or some entity I’m pissed at. Then I let them have it.
As it turned out, I did an update, that asshole didn’t fix it. Sears just left again. ALLEGEDLY it’s fixed.