Autobots, Roll Out!
What’s big and gray and red all over? What weighs a metric ton and acts disrespectfully? What’s outrageously expensive and does absolutely nothing it’s supposed to do? Hint: it’s not an elephant gang member on strike. It’s my two year old refrigerator. If we’re social media friends, you’re either sick of hearing me cry over my big, stainless steel lemon, or you’re threatening to storm the manufacturer Bastille on my behalf. Either way, know this. We haven’t had benefit of refrigerated food in over 2 months. That’s a long time without coffee creamer. Yes, one day, a little over 2 years ago, we bought a gorgeous brand new stainless steel fridge with a French door on the bottom and an insanely cool digital temperature panel right above the ice-maker. Growing up, my parents had the same avocado green fridge for my entire 1st 18 years. Never. Broke. Down. Yet, here we sit, new year, same broken fridge. Sure, we could admit defeat and tuck our tails into the nearest appliance store, but it has become a matter of principle. We are fighting the manufacturer to make it right. Two years is just too soon to say goodbye. So, while we’re suiting up to fight the appliance kings, I started thinking. We can’t give up. Refusing to fail is a part of the American fabric. Imagine where we would be if stopping after one bad try was our motto.
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