In Which It Could Be Rocket Science!
We got a new washer and dryer for our apartment the other day. Today, they finally turned the electricity for it on. So now we have a sleek, shiny new pair of machines. The landlady very pointedly told us to read the instructions before using it, as other tenants have accidentally broken these machines.
Hollie decided it was time to give the new machines a spin, as it were. (Hur hur)
Me: Did you read the instructions?
H: NO.
Me: Are you going to break it?
H: No!
Me: Good enough!
H: It's a washer and dryer, I don't think it's rocket science.
Me: I dunno, it's pretty sleek and shiny!
H: If it takes off into orbit, it's not my fault. If it transforms into a giant robot, we're never moving!
We're also hoping for a new oven at some point. The one we have came with the original apartment in the sixties. The top works fine, but the oven portion takes an hour or so to preheat and then has a tendency to burn the outside and not cook the inside of brownies. I want impulse baking to happen, damnit!
Hollie decided it was time to give the new machines a spin, as it were. (Hur hur)
Me: Did you read the instructions?
H: NO.
Me: Are you going to break it?
H: No!
Me: Good enough!
H: It's a washer and dryer, I don't think it's rocket science.
Me: I dunno, it's pretty sleek and shiny!
H: If it takes off into orbit, it's not my fault. If it transforms into a giant robot, we're never moving!
We're also hoping for a new oven at some point. The one we have came with the original apartment in the sixties. The top works fine, but the oven portion takes an hour or so to preheat and then has a tendency to burn the outside and not cook the inside of brownies. I want impulse baking to happen, damnit!