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January 6, 2010
One of the greatest modern inventions - refrigeration!
Something I lived without for 44 hours.
So Monday I'm in the Fedex/Kinkos store shipping Christmas gifts back to myself and my phone rings. It's the landlord's son - and he's grateful that I'm alive and answering my phone.
You see, there's a horrible smell coming from my apartment.
NOT that he's opened the door to see if I'm lying there on the floor decaying, but still.
So I assure him that I'll be home by 9:30 p.m. When I walk in the smell is - um - like burned brussel sprouts. Despite the 14 degree outdoor temperature (welcome back to Upstate New York!) I open a few windows. I make 3 trips to the dumpster with the fridge/freezer contents (welcome back to Upstate New York!). There wasn't much in the fridge, but the freezer was packed with meat; I'm a good shopper! Luckily the Wegman's airtight packs hadn't burst - though they were all fully inflated and pillow-like. All the ziplock bags and plastic freezer boxes of leftovers, though, had popped open and spewed. And rotted in the heat.
You see, the machine wasn't dead and sitting there at ambient temperature - it was running hot.
I cleared the freezer and called Nick. He promised to have me a fridge the next day. The next day I called him. And again. And another time. Today I called again. And half an hour after the promised delivery time. And texted. And finally got a brand new Whirlpool at about 5:45.
And while I was in the hall watching Nick and his brother manhandle the fridge all the way down to Apartment Thirteen I checked my email - and found out that we have been approved for Rome 2011. Yay!
Posted by CrankyProfessor at January 6, 2010 7:52 PM