Yesterday the six year old washer started making a decidedly odd noise. It was somewhere between a howl and a low growl. It also opted not to wash things anymore, drain water, or any of the things you depend on your washer to do.
So, since the washer was purchased a little over six years ago at Sears, we called their repair folks. We have had them out to repair our tempermental treadmill twice and I have never had a more pleasant experience with repair people. They are prompt, they are meticulous and HONEST! I shouldn’t have to rave about those things, they should be the norm, but we all know they aren’t.
So the guy arrives and sets to work on the washer. After about an hour of spelunking in the scary catacombs of the pump inside the washer, he came out with a smallish bin full of the stuff below.
Now, I am not going to throw anyone under the bus. But there is a certain party that does not have a stellar track record when it comes to emptying pockets. I am not even going to bring up the pack-of-gum-in-the- washer/dryer incident.
It amounted to $10.39 and a nail that is used to anchor the Christmas tree into the stand.
Also, if you look closely, you can see that portions of several of the pennies have been sheared off during their journey into the pump and back.
Anyway, thanks to the folks at Sears for saving us from ourselves and returning all that money!