Mickey Mice
I mean Mickey Rodents. Six days, three rodents...
Last Saturday my neighbor ML called me to ask if I had looked in her backyard yet that day. A kind of strange question but my deck overlooks her yard, and yes, I had looked. Nothing appeared out of sorts. As we spoke, I looked again. "Oh yes, I see that your trellis has fallen over, and... Oh my God..." A squirrel had been caught between the pavement and the trellis and broken it's neck. I'd post the photo but it's not pretty. Instead, you can go to the link http://homepage.mac.com/adam_corey/PhotoAlbum16.html .
Monday evening I was thinking about what to make for dinner when I noticed a burning smell coming from the vent in my oven. Checked the oven and the stove top--all were off and not warm. I look at the vent again, smoke is coming out of the vent. Crap. I pull the oven out, noticing how dirty it is under there, reach for the plug, and unplug the thing. It stops smoking. Maybe I accidentally hit the oven cleaner button and unplugging it will reset the thing. I wait a few minutes, plug the thing back in, it starts smoking again. Sh*t. Now what? It's pushing 9 pm and I still haven't had dinner, my 3 year old oven has an electrical short, I have no idea who to call or if I have the paperwork on an oven I didn't purchase. Toast makes a nice dinner and I found the paperwork.
I call the company with my warranty. THEM: It only has a one year plan. ME: But no, I have a booklet that says certain things are covered until five years. THEM: Oh, that is only Gibson, not Frigidaire. ME: My book say Frigidaire. THEM: It's the same manufacturer but the warranty is different. ME: You make a habit of packing inaccurate warrantee information with all your products? How do I find out what my warrantee is? THEM: Let me put you on hold and check. ME: This is the worst hold music I have heard, EVER. Finally... THEM: My manager says to show your repairman the warrantee you have and they will honor it. Thanks for calling. ME: Hold on a second. Could I have your name and extension.... Sucker, I am coming after you if this doesn't work out!
Thursday, the repairman finally shows at 1:00 pm (though he's supposed to be there between 8 & noon, but he does call at 12:15 to say he's on his way). As I describe the story to him, he turns to me and says, "Sounds like something furry got caught and was eletrocuted." Of course I am thinking about the impossibility of this (see post below Open Houses SUCK!) because my house is soooo clean and it just can't be true. I hear the "aha" and then "could you get me a plastic bag" and I know it is true. Upon asking if he got it, I am told, "Some of him but there are a couple more pieces to get." Great. Best $124 I ever spent. I didn't have to touch it or see it.
Wednesday night Pedro and Ortiz shout that they are going to Disney World. Great. I wonder how many shout it but don't go. Guess what? Those two didn't go but I bet they were paid well to say it. Who did go? The GW Bush-pushing, Born-again-Christian Schilling. The question is, who gets paid more? The ones who say they are going and don't or the one who actually shows?
Shout Outs:
A big hug to ML, whose dog had to be put to sleep on Wednesday due to lung cancer. It was a sudden development and very sad. Clara was a great dog and we will miss her... even Ranger.
Happy Belated Birthday to BCK, aka Mike Kaminski.
Happy 4th Anniversay to McGoo and Scott.
Last Saturday my neighbor ML called me to ask if I had looked in her backyard yet that day. A kind of strange question but my deck overlooks her yard, and yes, I had looked. Nothing appeared out of sorts. As we spoke, I looked again. "Oh yes, I see that your trellis has fallen over, and... Oh my God..." A squirrel had been caught between the pavement and the trellis and broken it's neck. I'd post the photo but it's not pretty. Instead, you can go to the link http://homepage.mac.com/adam_corey/PhotoAlbum16.html .
Monday evening I was thinking about what to make for dinner when I noticed a burning smell coming from the vent in my oven. Checked the oven and the stove top--all were off and not warm. I look at the vent again, smoke is coming out of the vent. Crap. I pull the oven out, noticing how dirty it is under there, reach for the plug, and unplug the thing. It stops smoking. Maybe I accidentally hit the oven cleaner button and unplugging it will reset the thing. I wait a few minutes, plug the thing back in, it starts smoking again. Sh*t. Now what? It's pushing 9 pm and I still haven't had dinner, my 3 year old oven has an electrical short, I have no idea who to call or if I have the paperwork on an oven I didn't purchase. Toast makes a nice dinner and I found the paperwork.
I call the company with my warranty. THEM: It only has a one year plan. ME: But no, I have a booklet that says certain things are covered until five years. THEM: Oh, that is only Gibson, not Frigidaire. ME: My book say Frigidaire. THEM: It's the same manufacturer but the warranty is different. ME: You make a habit of packing inaccurate warrantee information with all your products? How do I find out what my warrantee is? THEM: Let me put you on hold and check. ME: This is the worst hold music I have heard, EVER. Finally... THEM: My manager says to show your repairman the warrantee you have and they will honor it. Thanks for calling. ME: Hold on a second. Could I have your name and extension.... Sucker, I am coming after you if this doesn't work out!
Thursday, the repairman finally shows at 1:00 pm (though he's supposed to be there between 8 & noon, but he does call at 12:15 to say he's on his way). As I describe the story to him, he turns to me and says, "Sounds like something furry got caught and was eletrocuted." Of course I am thinking about the impossibility of this (see post below Open Houses SUCK!) because my house is soooo clean and it just can't be true. I hear the "aha" and then "could you get me a plastic bag" and I know it is true. Upon asking if he got it, I am told, "Some of him but there are a couple more pieces to get." Great. Best $124 I ever spent. I didn't have to touch it or see it.
Wednesday night Pedro and Ortiz shout that they are going to Disney World. Great. I wonder how many shout it but don't go. Guess what? Those two didn't go but I bet they were paid well to say it. Who did go? The GW Bush-pushing, Born-again-Christian Schilling. The question is, who gets paid more? The ones who say they are going and don't or the one who actually shows?
Shout Outs:
A big hug to ML, whose dog had to be put to sleep on Wednesday due to lung cancer. It was a sudden development and very sad. Clara was a great dog and we will miss her... even Ranger.
Happy Belated Birthday to BCK, aka Mike Kaminski.
Happy 4th Anniversay to McGoo and Scott.
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