Friday, January 7, 2011

The Apartment Office has Earned Their First Demerit!

Something wonderful happened last New Years Eve night.

Our stove went out... On New Year’s Eve... In the middle of baking a Cheesecake.

I was not amused.

Nothing on it works, not the bake function, not the broiler… not even the burners. The display is dark and the elements are cold. The only thing that works on the blasted thing is oven light – which does me a world of good. Oh, and the non electronic things – like the drawer with the pans in it and the oven door, it opens just fine. I’m guessing with the popping it made and the smoke… it’s something electrical. It’s the reason we turned off the stove’s breaker. I don’t want to be responsible for the electrical fire that guts the apartment!

I told Twelvedaysold about the fiasco and informed her that I’d be calling the office because, “gotta get that puppy fixed.”

Immediately I realized that it sounded like I was neutering my stove… and tried to imagine that vet visit!

At lunch yesterday I called to see about getting it fixed because… I can’t survive that long without a stove. We crock-potted a whole chicken last night, and our freezer is still full of soups that can easily be nuked in the microwave.

I sent in the request to have the stove fixed on Monday, Tuesday they came and looked at the stove, but didn’t leave a note or anything to let me know what was going on. I had to call and leave a message to find out what was going on.

One of the girls in the office emailed me to let me know that they’d ordered a part for the stove and they’d replace that part either on Thursday or Friday. So I waited patiently, expecting everything to be hunky dory.

On Thursday night I got home, saw the piece of paper on the counter and went directly to it with out looking at my stove because, they were only going to replace the part, so I shouldn’t be able to see anything different about the stove, right?

Wrong.

The note informed me that they’d replaced the entire stove. Immediately my head snapped up and I looked at the “New” stove. This is what I saw.




I don’t even know how that happens to a stove. (And I dont think they can call "Semi-stainless" an upgrade!)

I’m not the best at “paying attention” that means that with a stove in this condition, I’m probably going to have to fiddle with the knobs for 20 minutes each time I want to use them to figure out what’s high/low and which knob connects to which burner.

Needless to say I was not happy about it. And immediately sent off another email, telling them so. I’ve yet to receive a response.

2 comments:

  1. Sheesh. Aren't landlords the worst! Yeah, keep on them until they get you a new one.

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