The Return of the Jedi
We never know the worth of water till the well is dry. ~Thomas Fuller, Gnomologia, 1732'
...and now the well is no longer dry. The idiot appliance repair contractor finally showed up - and only 2 and a half hours late (or 6 weeks late, depending on your perspective). Apparently we're supposed to be grateful he made an appearance at all.
After many false starts, which involved disassembling the entire water dispenser; looking intently (for no apparent reason and at length) at the brand new water hose; asking us for an extension cord (really. he did.); wondering aloud if an ungrounded plug could stop a water supply; and calling for backup from the bright folk who sent him here, he finally decided to take a look at the electrical connections to, you know, see if they might be creating the electrical problem. And lo! The spirit of the Lord came upon him - and he noticed that the wires were loose. So he tightened them and the connection was restored. Water issued forth from the dry dispenser and (after dumping the requisite number of contaminated batches) it was good. Of course, it could have been good on the day it was delivered in February but I am reminded that late could be better than never....it's a rather near thing.
I am in the wrong field. I get paid rather poorly to be a professional, with all that implies. I could be a seriously underaccomplished dolt, work shorter hours, have essentially no accountability, and get paid well. Who's the dummy??
Ok, so at least I have nice cold water and all the nice space that the big filtered water pitcher used to take up.
...and now the well is no longer dry. The idiot appliance repair contractor finally showed up - and only 2 and a half hours late (or 6 weeks late, depending on your perspective). Apparently we're supposed to be grateful he made an appearance at all.
After many false starts, which involved disassembling the entire water dispenser; looking intently (for no apparent reason and at length) at the brand new water hose; asking us for an extension cord (really. he did.); wondering aloud if an ungrounded plug could stop a water supply; and calling for backup from the bright folk who sent him here, he finally decided to take a look at the electrical connections to, you know, see if they might be creating the electrical problem. And lo! The spirit of the Lord came upon him - and he noticed that the wires were loose. So he tightened them and the connection was restored. Water issued forth from the dry dispenser and (after dumping the requisite number of contaminated batches) it was good. Of course, it could have been good on the day it was delivered in February but I am reminded that late could be better than never....it's a rather near thing.
I am in the wrong field. I get paid rather poorly to be a professional, with all that implies. I could be a seriously underaccomplished dolt, work shorter hours, have essentially no accountability, and get paid well. Who's the dummy??
Ok, so at least I have nice cold water and all the nice space that the big filtered water pitcher used to take up.
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