So why am I not out enjoying the beautiful weather?
Because I have to sit here and wait for the bloody washing machine repair-person to arrive, that's why.
"Sometime between 10am and 1pm" was what the nice lady told me when I rang her in a panic on Friday (I'd run out of clean knickers). "Oh and $94 call out fee, plus $17 per 15 minutes... not inclusive of parts".
Thanks ma'am.
There goes my fee for that corporate video I did a couple of weeks ago. I was planning to put that towards my trapeze lessons.
Damn.
So here I am.
Waiting for the...
STOP PRESS!
HOLD THE PHONE!
He's arrived. And left already.
I. LOVE. THE. WASHING. MACHINE. REPAIRMAN.
He's the same young spunk who has come to fix our dishwasher (twice).
His name is Andrew.
Andrew, bless him, just fixed the machine in about 5 minutes and did a nifty little by-pass the switch thingy which meant I didn't have to pay an extra $60 for a part that is "actually unneccessary"*.
Bless his cottons. Socks, I mean. Not the other cotton. Although bless his too... I went to his show last night. He did a great job of playing the nasty schoolboy. He was so nasty that at one point I wanted to run on stage, cuddle the guy he was picking on (who, incidentally, is a mate of mine) and shout at Cotton to "STOP PICKING ON JOHNNY AND GIVE HIM BACK HIS GLASSES".
I restrained myself. But only just.
Anyway.
My washing machine is fixed. I can put on a load of knickers and leave the house now.
Hurrah.
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* Unless I have small children running about the house. No, spunky Andrew, no young kids in this house.
16 comments:
Yes, I could have.
But the jeans I'm wearing today would chafe.
You heard me.
Too much information?!?
How is it that you get the spunky young repairman and I get the wrinkly balding ones with the huge guts? Huh? Huh!
And, I can tell you live in Sydney that you would even contemplate going out without knickers in the middle of winter. (Well, alright, technically I know Winter doesn't start for another few days, but it's bloody freezing here at the moment.) I need every bit of material covering every single bit of me that I can find. Even if it is only a g-string!
K
Please stop all this dirty "knickers/no-knickers" talk, ladies. There are gentlemen present.
*looks around but doesn't see any*
My mistake, it's just me.
Carry on.
Actually, I'm with Dxxxx. If you really wanted to get Spunky Andrew's attention, you should have worn a miniskirt instead of jeans, and gone sans underwear. Then you could have squatted down "to look at what he's doing to the machine," ...
... and I'll let your imagination fill in the rest.
You could have charged him $60!*
* Please don't take that the wrong way.
bevis where were you earlier when that piece of advice could have been put into practice?? huh?
its too late now. spunky repairman is been and gone and i am $94 poorer.
but i have clean knickers.
which is very important.
Hahahahaha... I just had someone come up to me at work and say the same thing dxxxx!
I still haven't seen the bloody thing (pun intended!).
Obviously I should have stayed home last night instead of going to the pub.
i love this comment thread. it's got it all.
glad things worked out m_m. i'm looking out for the ad, and getting frustrated. can you give hints??
x
ps go hawks, if that helps.
I left a comment here last night. Did you delete it? (I don't think it was inappropriate in any way.) Or is it actually here in some spooky way and my computer's just not showing it to me?
Perhaps I should stop taking drugs to get out of bed in the morning?
Should I be asking these questions of Ms Fits in her Friday Q&A, do you think?
I love Bevis's comments on this post!
Hey-hey! Chookas to you for that, Susanne! :)
I'm guessing something went wrong with my post from last night, so the basic gist of it was:
I'm still waiting to see your ad as well, M_M. And I never saw Cotton's "raining beer" ad or whatever it was, either.
I think everyone's lying to me.
Right. Now please don't delete it.
:)
Forgot about the ad... will now look out for it... red cross, right?
Arrrgghh! You're away from a computer for a couple of days...
Re the ad. Its for Red Cross and goes something along the lines of:
"Are you under 16? Over 70? Pregnant? Recently given birth..."
I'm the "recently given birth" one. There should be a little clip of me trying to feed twin boys (who weren't having a bar of the mushy goo I was trying to feed them).
Not nearly as fun as Cotton's let's put a moose on a slingshot ad and try and reconcile it with Toohey's.
xox
I thought it must be that one, but I only ever saw versions of that ad that included a bunch of questions that were specifically NOT the 'recently given birth' one you're talking about.
Were there different versions? For some reason they didn't want me to see you ... and that makes me sad.
:(
(See?)
Saw the ad again last night, but AGAIN it didn't have any 'just given birth?' section.
RIPPED OFF!!!
Apparently there are 30 sec, 45 sec & 60 sec versions. I must only be in the 45 or 60 sec one...
Ripped off indeed.
I will be having words with my agent.
Grrrr.
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