Sunday, February 21, 2010
10:21 AM | 
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Sebastian M
It's close to 1 in the morning. I'm sitting alone in the living room with my laptop. It's been a quiet night with no one around. But just as I'm about to call it a night, my epic battle begins. Two small beeps shatter the silence. At first, I think it's simply the dishwasher informing me it's done, or the electric stove top acting up again. I let it pass and carry on in my vegetative state. It doesn't stop though and after the third time I go to the kitchen to investigate - it's the dryer.
You see, our dryer is not connected to our plumbing and therefore has a removable compartment in which all the water goes. Nice and simple, before you start your load you empty all the water into the sink. It's usually not a problem, but when you wait long enough to have a pile of dirty laundry and the washing machine doesn't have a rinse cycle, things begin to get a little complicated. The water cartridge had filled up and this was the second time now that I was emptying it. No easy task when you have to turn off the the machine to take out the cartridge and then restart machine, at which point the machine will determine how it feels and either work or not work.
It's nearing 2 in the morning now and the battle is over. I'm left with a pile of steaming damp clothing to fold and the water cartridge to empty for the next unsuspecting victim. Sweet dreams.
You see, our dryer is not connected to our plumbing and therefore has a removable compartment in which all the water goes. Nice and simple, before you start your load you empty all the water into the sink. It's usually not a problem, but when you wait long enough to have a pile of dirty laundry and the washing machine doesn't have a rinse cycle, things begin to get a little complicated. The water cartridge had filled up and this was the second time now that I was emptying it. No easy task when you have to turn off the the machine to take out the cartridge and then restart machine, at which point the machine will determine how it feels and either work or not work.
It's nearing 2 in the morning now and the battle is over. I'm left with a pile of steaming damp clothing to fold and the water cartridge to empty for the next unsuspecting victim. Sweet dreams.
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4 comments:
I sure hope the system in our apartment is a bit more advanced than that!
Hallo Basti! You are lucky you have a dryer, period! Many Europeans don't have dryers. When I took my room mate (Renell) for our Master's graduation trip to Austria to stay with my mother, she was surprised to find her underwear all along the railing of the stairway in the morning! Ha!
Ilona just told me how to post a comment (Duh!), so you'll hear from me once in a while. Sounds like you are having an awesome adventure! Alles Liebe - Susanne
Ah, the problems of modern life, alas.
Ruben
You know, I think I would prefer to hang my clothing than putting it in that machine if the washing machine didn't leave my clothing dripping wet in a pool of water. But what can I say, I'm in student housing.
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