Big Bad WasherWoman
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My washing machine broke down last week. It's a relatively new machine, so I doubt that it's anything major... but after doing a week's worth of clothes at the laundromat yesterday (a family of five - not fun), I decided that I didn't want to wait for the repair guy. I figured I'd see if I could handle this myself.
I searched the internet to see if I could get a handle on what exactly is wrong with it. General scouting told me that since it's not spinning, the most likely culprit is the motor coupler. I found several different sets of instructions for replacing it, complete with pictures, and got it pretty much apart, but then couldn't find the right sized wrench to get the motor mount plate off. I had gotten the first part of the coupler off and it wasn't damaged from what I could see. As I was hunting around in the garage for the wrench I needed, the guy showed up to fix it.
As I led him to the basement I said, "I've got it apart... I'll show you."
"WHO'S got it apart?"
"*I* do."
(Repair guy surveys the torn apart washer in the laundryroom.)
"Well I guess you do!! What on earth for?"
"Ummmm... to fix it?? I didn't have the right sized wrench to get the motor mount plate off, so that's as far as I got. I think the drive coupler needs to be replaced."
(Repair guy looks at the first part of drive coupler, that I've taken off.)
"Well, I don't think that's it," he says.
He was kinda ticked that I'd taken it apart, I could tell. Joel knew he would be, I guess. I had him on the phone when the guy showed up and he told me not to let the guy give me a hard time about taking it apart. I asked if he really thought he would... it is MY washer, afterall. He said, "You never know... sometimes they don't like that. But you're right. It's YOUR washer. You can do whatever you like to it, so don't let him give you a hard time." From my perspective, I made his job easier. LOL. Guess that's not how they look at it, though.
Truth be told, Joel was a little put out too when he called and found me in the middle of fixing the machine. I asked him why and he said, "Now all I'm gonna hear about is how MOMMY fixed the washing machine because Joel couldn't do it." ROFL... He says, "How would you like it if I did all the cooking, all the cleaning and all the laundry?" I told him he's welcome to it... anytime! LMBO. He really was ok with it... just wished I'd printed the directions out for HIM when his friend was here to help the other night. I told him I didn't do it then because I assumed D knew what he was doing and I didn't want to insult him by giving him internet instructions.
Men and their egos. Sheesh!
For all you boys out there, thinking I was messing in "men's turf," you'll be happy to know that it WASN'T the drive coupler that was bad. The drive block for the tub was defective. Dang. Sure wish it had been that drive coupler!
I searched the internet to see if I could get a handle on what exactly is wrong with it. General scouting told me that since it's not spinning, the most likely culprit is the motor coupler. I found several different sets of instructions for replacing it, complete with pictures, and got it pretty much apart, but then couldn't find the right sized wrench to get the motor mount plate off. I had gotten the first part of the coupler off and it wasn't damaged from what I could see. As I was hunting around in the garage for the wrench I needed, the guy showed up to fix it.
As I led him to the basement I said, "I've got it apart... I'll show you."
"WHO'S got it apart?"
"*I* do."
(Repair guy surveys the torn apart washer in the laundryroom.)
"Well I guess you do!! What on earth for?"
"Ummmm... to fix it?? I didn't have the right sized wrench to get the motor mount plate off, so that's as far as I got. I think the drive coupler needs to be replaced."
(Repair guy looks at the first part of drive coupler, that I've taken off.)
"Well, I don't think that's it," he says.
He was kinda ticked that I'd taken it apart, I could tell. Joel knew he would be, I guess. I had him on the phone when the guy showed up and he told me not to let the guy give me a hard time about taking it apart. I asked if he really thought he would... it is MY washer, afterall. He said, "You never know... sometimes they don't like that. But you're right. It's YOUR washer. You can do whatever you like to it, so don't let him give you a hard time." From my perspective, I made his job easier. LOL. Guess that's not how they look at it, though.
Truth be told, Joel was a little put out too when he called and found me in the middle of fixing the machine. I asked him why and he said, "Now all I'm gonna hear about is how MOMMY fixed the washing machine because Joel couldn't do it." ROFL... He says, "How would you like it if I did all the cooking, all the cleaning and all the laundry?" I told him he's welcome to it... anytime! LMBO. He really was ok with it... just wished I'd printed the directions out for HIM when his friend was here to help the other night. I told him I didn't do it then because I assumed D knew what he was doing and I didn't want to insult him by giving him internet instructions.
Men and their egos. Sheesh!
For all you boys out there, thinking I was messing in "men's turf," you'll be happy to know that it WASN'T the drive coupler that was bad. The drive block for the tub was defective. Dang. Sure wish it had been that drive coupler!
... so that's it, eh?
I hear ya, though. If it were more complex than it was...