The Other I

April 12, 2016

My pocketful of stones

Filed under: Just Stuff — theotheri @ 3:52 pm

I was washing a down comforter in our washer-dryer several days ago, and remembered that putting something like an old tennis shoe or a couple of tennis balls into the drying cycle helps to fluff up the down.

I didn’t have any tennis balls or old shoes around though, and was reluctant to risk a shoe that is still wearable.  After all, the rubber could melt and ruin not only the shoe but also the comforter.  I’m not that dumb.  I mean, let’s be sensible here.  So I decided to be creative.

I found a couple of plastic jars and filled them with small decorative pebbles and added them to the drum.

All went well.  But when the drying cycle was finished and I opened up the door, I saw the lid had come off one of the jars and pebbles were spread all over the place.

I took the comforter outside and shook the errant pebbles out.  But I was a little worried that some of them might have gotten into the machine’s drainage system, so it seemed a good idea to check the drainage catchment area.

It wasn’t a good idea.

When I opened it up, an alarm started and a message came up saying “Emergency flood control alerted.  Call serviceman.”

A Mickey Hands T-Shirt 

I spent another half hour reading the trouble-shooting section of the machine’s directions and fiddling with ideas of my own to determine that the only thing I could do was to follow Miele’s single line of advice and call the serviceman.  I did turn off the alarm by pulling the electric plug, but that was the height of my achievement.The serviceman came the next day but I was too embarrassed to tell him I’d done something so stupid as to actually put a couple of jars full of stones into the machine.  So I told him I’d accidentally put laundry into the wash with a pocketful of stones.  That at least impressed me – if not the serviceman – as careless rather than creatively stupid.

But stupid it was.

And it only cost me $125 to get it fixed.

Maybe I should give up trying to be creative, and simply go back to obeying rules?

On the other hand, there isn’t anything in the directions that says anything about not putting jars of stones in the laundry.

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13 Comments »

  1. Ha ha. Similar lines: Couple of months ago, I climbed on a ladder to change a fused tube-light, fell off and broke my hand that till-date stays broken. These appliances have a way – never the same – of putting us on the mat. No doubt, an allegation any self-respecting appliance will reject.

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    Comment by tskraghu — April 12, 2016 @ 4:00 pm | Reply

    • Thank you for the commiseration. But it sounds like I got off easily. A broken hand sounds quite – err – inconvenient? Hope it doesn’t decide to remain permanently disabling.

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      Comment by Terry Sissons — April 12, 2016 @ 4:09 pm | Reply

      • Right hand is now the wrong hand – it has decided to set itself a little awry.

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        Comment by tskraghu — April 12, 2016 @ 4:23 pm

      • I hope that at least the “wrong” hand is not trying to get undue attention by causing pain.

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        Comment by theotheri — April 13, 2016 @ 3:39 pm

      • Can get by in most situations not giving ‘it’ the attention it seeks:-) Thanks.

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        Comment by tskraghu — April 13, 2016 @ 5:23 pm

  2. alternative: pay for a tennis ball and not have such a great story to tell – one that i am certain all of us have experienced in one form or another. i like the creativity of it, though.

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    Comment by kateritek — April 12, 2016 @ 10:14 pm | Reply

    • Yes, buying a couple of tennis balls would have been a much better alternative. I do appreciate your suggestion that my “solution” was creative, although I must demur. I know that Einstein said that if an idea isn’t absurd to begin with it, there is no hope for it. And Galileo was put under house arrest for the last 8 years of his life for the whacky idea that the earth circles the sun, and that Einstein himself was ridiculed for years for his crazy ideas. But however much I am capable of self-delusion, I can’t says a couple of jars full of stones in the washer-dryer has any hope for it. Whacky, yes, but still pretty dumb.

      (Next time I’ll use glass jars — I can see that it was using plastic jars that was the problem…)

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      Comment by Terry Sissons — April 13, 2016 @ 3:34 pm | Reply

  3. Oh dear – that sounds like the sort of thing that would happen to me. Although… I do keep a wee stash of tennis balls by the dryer! – so this precise thing wouldn’t me my exact epic fail. It reminds me of the multiple occasions on which I washed disposable nappies. They make some mess!

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    Comment by sanstorm — April 13, 2016 @ 8:57 pm | Reply

    • Thank you for sharing your sense of recognition. It makes me feel a little less unusually dumb. Even if you are sensible enough to keep a few tennis balls by the dryer, I can’t say I’ve ever tried washing disposable nappies, though it might not be because I’m so sensible. I’ve just never had a supply of used disposable nappies to deal with.

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      Comment by theotheri — April 14, 2016 @ 7:59 pm | Reply

  4. Just love this story, makes me feel ok about my mishaps with machines here at home! Thanks for sharing so honestly. Hope the dryer is ok now. love, Cookie

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    Comment by carolyngrassi — April 18, 2016 @ 6:19 pm | Reply

    • Thank you, Cookie. I appreciate your comment. Realizing I’m not alone makes me feel a little less appalled by my own “creative mishaps.”

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      Comment by theotheri — April 18, 2016 @ 8:22 pm | Reply


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