"That's it!" I told Larry. "I'm pulling the plug. Let's go shopping."
|Larry and I, before we went to Best Buy|
An hour later? We staggered out to the frozen wasteland of a parking lot, two broken, demoralized, pissed-off-at-each-other 40-somethings. Flat cooktop stoves, gas stoves, 5-burner stoves, stoves with simmer burners and power burners...."I just wanted an ordinary stove," I sobbed. "4 burners, self-cleaning, nothing fancy..."
"There, there," Larry tried to console me. "We could go back in, buy that electric flat top with the 4 burners..."
"No, no," I said. "Both big burners in the front - how stupid is that? Why wouldn't you let me get the black one we saw first?"
"Forget it," he said. "It's GE."
"So, they don't stand behind their products. Remember the broken handle on the microwave?"
"NO ONE stands behind their products! Do you see KitchenAid standing behind my broken dishwasher?"
"Look," said Larry. "Maybe we should get the gas stove? It's an extra $600 for the conversion, but..."
"Forget it. Just forget it. I don't need a stove. The oven still works. The heck with it."
And here's where 20 years worth of marriage kicked in. Larry stopped trying to reason with me. He took me out for dinner instead. At the time, it seemed like the right thing to do.
[Newlyweds: Wallace Wood Ornaments]