Saturday, 5 September 2009
The Saga of the Dishwasher
People who don't have a dishwasher seem to be very unsympathetic about this....but my dishwasher has been out of action for two months. The very two months that I began working four days a week. You can't begin to imagine the messes we have gotten ourselves into. My dirty little secret in all this is that one time it took 3 days to get back on top of the pile that had accumulated....because we kept adding to the mountain as we were trying to get it under control. I'm a slow learner, but I finally figured out that if I fill the little sink in the morning, everyone can do their own breaky dishes and life is a lot simpler.
I had someone come out two months ago. He said he knew what the problem was and he needed to order a part. It would take about 10 days. Four weeks later we phoned and asked what was going on. We got a snippy "if we had it you would have heard from us". Eight long weeks after that first appointment we had another, to have it repaired....yesterday morning at 10am. I got home at 9.45 after dropping off the kids and stopping by the supermarket, to discover he'd been and gone. I saw RED. After many phone calls with DH and I being very blunt and pushy .... they will not come and fix the dishwasher.
The kicker? I found out, when I phoned whirlpool to complain about the service they were providing, they are no longer and authorised whirlpool repairer and she dropped our job like a hot potato.
We now have to go through the whole process again with another company, who are already far more professional. We have already been told that the part normally takes 3-5 days to arrive unless it has to be ordered from overseas, in which case it could take.....another eight weeks!!!! We might have it back on the go by Christmas time.
After I'd cooled down and had two friends over for lunch I decided I didn't want to hand my money over to the first mob anyway. The price is I have to wait again.
I continue to dream of the delicious thought that some fairy might come fluttering by in the middle of the night and miraculously clean up after me. Maybe I just need a wife?! They clean up after everyone else in the house don't they?!!!!!