Monday, December 6, 2010

Washer Woes in the Wee Hours

Good morning.  It's so early it's late... or vice versa.  I decided to surprise you early birds out there with an early, early morning edition of the Daily D... and since the early birds' usual perk is but a worm, they should be pretty happy to get anything else.

The real reason behind this entry to to help warm up my hands.   I just finished a 9p-2a shift at the network, and I'm still trying to thaw out.  If thawing a turkey is any indication, 30 minutes per pound could take quite a while.  I thought about calling the Butterball Turkey Talk-Line to confirm but I was too chicken.

My hands were especially chilly because they had to wring out my cold, wet work clothes from the washer that clunked out after I left for work.  I received the call in the middle of my shift from Tracy Lyn telling me about the washer being all washed up.  It took me a while to realize that meant it wasn't functioning properly.  I hate when stuff like that happens and I'm helpless to do anything about it because I'm at work.

I decided to take the road less traveled.  No, not Verlin.  I mean I simply decided that I wasn't going to let this problem I couldn't fix gnaw at me.  So I put it out of my mind.

Moral of the story?  Well, it's too early for morals for me but I now have feeling in my fingers again and that's a start.

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