12.08 p.m. The dyer guy is here:
I start out by telling him the whole story about the first guy who cleaned the vents, and my new guy says, "Daniel Vega?" and I say "Yes!" and the new guy says "What a scumbag."
The dryer is pulled apart, and a scorched piece of felt that looks like a rotten banana peel came out of it, so the burning smell and the smoke detector going off is taken care of. Apparently, steam does not set off smoke detector's, as I previously thought...
12:46 The dryer guy is gone:
Can't fix the dryer, needs a second technician to pull the thing down and examine the whole back side. Still not venting in spite of two vent cleanings. I am surprisingly not a dissatisfied customer. I like honesty, and I don't mind the laundromat so much. Its next to a donut shop, how bad can it be?
Next Thursday, put it on your calendar. That's the day my dryer will be fixed. Maybe...
2 comments:
I hope Santa brings you a new dryer...
I hope Santa brings me a hot repairman!
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