You might expect that after such a long hiatus from this blog that I’d have something profoundly spiritual to write about…
…..well, you’d be wrong….I’ve had quite an “interesting” day, so I’m going to use my little soap box here for a bit of a rant session. Perhaps the thing that might be of interest to you as my readers is that we religious do have very human responses to frustration.
Anyway, in just a few hours, a major snow storm is supposed to hit here in Michigan…6-10 inches before the end of tomorrow (Fri.) I had been thinking, “so what”, because my roommate recently got her snow blower repaired after two winters of us having to shovel snow.
When I got up this morning, I found a note from her asking me to look in a couple of places for the key to the machine…seems in the 2 years it has been broken, she has lost track of where she put the key…
I had no luck, and I searched some other places in addition to those she suggested…by then, I was running late for my meeting at work, and rushed off. After the meeting, I tried to find a way to get a replacement key before the snow hit…the closest place I could find was Flint, which is about 50 miles away.
I could not get through by phone to this Sears Parts & Service Center, so I called the 800 number to see what I could do. The operator confirmed that the keys were available at the Part Center and took my order and payment. I asked what time they closed, because if they closed at 5, I would have had to ask a friend who lives closer to Flint to pick up the keys, but the sales person checked and told me they were open until 7:00. No problem, I thought…my not insignificant time spent searching for the missing key and locating a replacement was about to pay off, or so I thought…
Fighting rush hour traffic, I made it to the Flint facility at 6:20, only to find that they had closed at 5:00. I was so frustrated I was about ready to scream! All that time and gas spent, and we still have to shovel tomorrow.
I called back the 800 number to complain and to make arrangements to have them change the order to allow me to pick it up at a closer location, since I wasn’t going to drive that far again for such a small purchase. The sales person I talked to this time basically said, “tough luck.” There was no way he could change or cancel the purchase, that I’d have to call the service center directly…aaagh….but if they don’t answer the phone, how can I call them…that’s why I called the 800 number to begin with… Strange that I placed the order through the 800 number, but they are not the ones who can cancel or modify it…
So, is this the end of the story? Not yet! After I broke the news to M. about our shoveling date tomorrow, I got to thinking about going to work and getting a toggle switch and soldering iron to go in and replace the ignition switch with the toggle so as to be able to turn it on and off without a key. Since I had no idea how long and how hard it was going to be to get to the switch connections…I opted to act on some new info from my roommate. Turns out she has a friend with a Craftsman snow blower…some web research revealed that the 2 models take the same key…home free, I thought!! Just borrow that sucker and take it to Meijer’s to get a copy so we have it for the next day.
Not so…the first Meijer’s I went to…the key shop was closed…so off I went to the next closest….it’s 10pm by now…I showed the key to the woman at the service counter….they don’t have the ability to make these strange keys…
So I used this disappointing turn of events to justify buying some Dove bars. $3.50 for 4 Dove bars was cheaper than buying a whole bag of popsicle sticks from the crafts department, And of course, I would have to eat a Dove bar before I could carve a key of the proper shape from that stick.
M. does not want to chance using a wooden stick in the ignition switch for fear it could break off, so we are down to trying to use a screwdriver to turn it on, or see if Ace hardware has a key or anything we can use to start and turn off the machine, or shovel.
This has not been nearly as funny as it has been frustrating, but I’m sure it will be a funny story that endures once I get my patience back…it’s now one of many key stories that will become part of my repertoire.
Well, my eyelids are drooping, so I need to sign off…more later…
But that’s not the end of the story…
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