Wednesday, January 21, 2004

I just don't get it

Why exactly does shit happen, and when does one get a break?

I came home from work today, all excited because my computer was fixed after all. I brought the Dell to work (it is a laptop), because I thought Dell was going to send me a box so that I could safely send it back to the mothership. Well the box didn't come Tuesday and it didn't come today, and I was getting beyond annoyed that I couldn't use my computer.

The whole reason it had to go back to Dell, if you've not been reading this up until now, was because one of the screws that held the modem in place was stripped - or so I thought - and since the modem was broken, I really needed to replace it.

I decided to have another go at that screw, but first, I consulted one of the IT Geekazoids where I work. And just as I hoped, one IT Geekazoid named Kermit happened to have the tool I needed. Within seconds, the old, broken modem was out and the shiny new one was in place. When I got home I tested the baby out, and voil?! I was online.

I celebrated by reading emails, surfing friends blogs, and doing a little bit of research. All was well in my world, and I was a very happy camper.

Then I decided to do some laundry. Big mistake.

The stupid mother fucking machine started spewing water all over the floor again at the spin cycle. And this is after paying the Maytag Man over $100 to fix the thing. It hasn't been more than six weeks that the machine was "fixed" and now it is out again.

Excuse me, but what the fuck? Why is everything in my life in a constant state of brokeness? If I get the Maytag fixed again, what's going to break next? The toilet again? Maybe the dishwasher? Or maybe it will be something really important like a window, or super expensive like the furnace?

Maybe this is fate's way of telling me that homeownership was just a bad idea. Or maybe I just have really bad karma. I can't imagine all the health problems have been caused by the condo. Or was it? Maybe this place has that really poisionous mold stuff they keep closing public schools for.

Whatever the case, if I don't get a break soon, I fear I will be joining Jacko on the diving board to the deep end. I just don't know how much more of this I can take.

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