Ade (agentfroot) wrote,

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The fates have a twisted sense of humor.

For the past few weeks, I had been thinking about cleaning out the fridge (and the cupboards, but mostly the fridge) and was planning to do it this weekend. Yesterday, I opened the freezer, looking for something to eat. "Hmmm," I thought, "that huge bag of ice left over from Rose's falling-off-a-cliff incident doesn't look quite so big any more. In fact... it's no longer frozen. Wait... you've got to be kidding me." The items in my freezer were thawing out, and room-temperature air was blowing in. Upon further inspection, the fridge had the same problem. "Well, crap," I thought, "my fridge is broken. This couldn't have waited until the weekend, could it?" I had to borrow a couple coolers from my mom, and I salvaged what I could. Well, that takes care of the roughly half-dozen cartons of 4+ month old ice cream, anyway. I'm not sure if that HUGE package of hot dogs Rose left is still ok, not that I'd eat them anyway. Jeesh. I called the landlord this morning and left him a voice mail, so hopefully he'll send someone to fix it today. And I'm going to hope that leaving most condiments and pickles out for a day will be ok, since they have preservatives and stuff, as long as I stick them back in the fridge once it's fixed. Completely emptying a fridge and freezer and going through its contents is not a fun task, especially when you're in a hurry to salvage things.

On the plus side, if some kid prank calls me and asks if my refridgerator is running, I can simply say "no" and kill the joke in its tracks.
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