Does anyone else feel a cold chill of dread run down their spine and curl up in their stomach in a ghastly blob when they press Start on an appliance and nothing happens? I mean a really, really cold, fat thread of impending doom. And a little bit of taking it personally?
If you rent, now you have to contact the landlady/lord and hope s/he is a decent type and will repair it for you in a timely manner.
If you own, you have to find a repair person you hope knows their ass from their elbow and will come soon and give you a window of less than 8 hours. And you have to fret about what they’ll charge. And whether they’ll give you that sad shake of the head that means you really ought to replace the whatever. Continue reading