I had just gotten the coffee maker, and I made coffee almost everyday. It was exhilerating[sic]. Then one morning, while I stood in the kitchen and Penny sat at the dining table, I was horrified to find that when I pressed the on button, nothing happened. No coffee.
Shit! I said to Penny. Look! The coffee maker's broken.
She told me to check if it was plugged in. Oh, I said. So I picked up the white plug behind the coffee maker and plugged it in. But still, nothing happened, no red light. Now I was really scared; I started to panic.
I frantically pulled and replugged the cord into the wall socket. Oh no! It's broken! It's broken!
Then I looked emphatically back at Penny to see why she was not also panicking.
She said, Linda, that's the rice maker.
Apparently she had been sitting at the table watching me freak out while the light on the rice maker went on and off, on and off.
So I changed plugs, made coffee and we both went back to studying.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Inspired by Linda's adventures with electronics: