The Evil Side Kick is reading on a friend's blog or facebook or twitter or what-have-you that she is having to once again purchase a new vacuum since she can't find a repair shop near her home. ESK looks up and says "who gets vacuums repaired?" I gave her the address, names of the owners, and the name of their first born child of the shop I've been going to for years.
She stared, gape-mouthed at me. She was incredulous. She said she'd had the same vacuum since leaving her mother's home years before, and it has never been in need of a repair.
I explained that she probably isn't a believer in the Theory of the Magic Outlet.
The Phenom does the vacuuming in our home. The skill set is so much like mowing the lawn, it seems silly for both of us to develop it. I mean, would I really want him to have working knowledge of the microwave? However, the trade off of having the Phenom be in charge of the weekly vacuum is that the cord frequently needs to be replaced in our machine.
See, The Phenom is convinced that there exists in our home, the one magical outlet, from which the whole house can be vacuumed from.
Just as there really isn't a great pumpkin or valentine's monkey . . . there is no magic outlet in our home . . . but, it is heart warming to see The Phenom try.
May 26, 2010 . . . this week, I picked up the vacuum from yet another repair. I tried to get the guy to put a 50 foot cord on it, but due to the brand, he said it would have to be a special made cord. I like magic, but not that much.
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