The saying has always been that the Maytag repairman is lonely. Well, if that’s the case, then why is it going to take over a week for him to come to my house to fix my Maytag washer? Yeah, I know it is the week between Christmas and New Years. Still isn’t there someone available? Are they all off? Or have they been lying to us and there is a demand for the Maytag repairman?
Last night as I was doing laundry, my washing machine started acting possessed. I told Dirt Man that it was making noises. He replied that it was probably off balance. No, I know what the machine sounds like if it’s out of balance. It continued on the second load, and then the third. Dirt Man took a look at it then. He concluded the machine had a problem. You think?!
Dirt Man took the machine apart today and found that a part needs to be replaced. Something about bearings going out…yeah, yeah, yeah, may as well be speaking a foreign language to me. Bottom line…broken! Actually, it still works, but is very noisy, and soon will no longer work. The national Maytag number puts us out almost two weeks to get a repairman to our house. The local number only makes us wait a week. A whole week…that may as well be like a year if it involves my going to the laundromat. I mean really, I’d rather hand wash my clothes than go there. No, wait, I’d rather just buy new clothes. And I am a person who doesn’t really like to shop.
My last washing machine was a Kenmore and lasted about fourteen years. Dirt Man probably could have repaired it, but we decided to go ahead and update our appliances. The updated machine ended up being a Maytag. I let Dirt Man pick it out. My only request was that it had to have extra heavy load capacity. The weird thing that I found was that it didn’t have a lint collector tray. Of course, I am not one to thoroughly read my manuals. I depend on Dirt Man to just give me the lowdown. My inquisition led to my being told to read the manual – obviously, Dirt Man had no idea he (yes, of course I’m going to blame him because we all know that I depend on him to lead me in the right direction!!) bought a machine without a lint tray. Well, I read the manual and it didn’t NEED one because of some reason I can’t even remember. It was some gimmick I am sure to make you want to buy the machine. I wasn’t impressed enough to remember. So anyway, I hate that my clothes come out of the washer with lint all over them. However, my trusty dryer removes the lint every time. So, maybe the lint tray isn’t that important. I’d just never had or seen a washing machine without one.
And yes, while I whine and moan about my broken (okay breaking) washing machine, I still thank God that He has me exist today and not in the days of wringer machines or scrub boards. And I also thank Him for blessing me with a washing machine and the ability to do my own laundry. See, I am not totally ungrateful. I’m just spoiled. As usual, I take things for granted until it doesn’t work. Kind of like electricity, cable, internet…things we think we can’t possibly live with out – yet people do it all the time.
This Maytag is five years old. In comparison, it doesn’t rate anywhere near my other dryer since it has gone kaput so early in the game. I am not impressed. The parts will probably be under warranty, but we’ll have to pay for labor and about a hundred bucks just to have a diagnostics test done. Dirt Man has already picked out a replacement machine. (Is that a late Merry Christmas to me or to him?!) I didn’t question him, but I hope it’s not a Maytag.
Mean time, maybe I can woo Mr. Maytag Repairman with a poem:
Maytag Repairman, all lonely and blue
All I want is a visit from you
Our clothes are all dirty and starting to stink
If you come by soon, I’ll make you a drink
Washing clothes by hand is not fun to do
Please, Mr. Maytag Man, I need you