Fridge Death
König Prüß, GmbH
I think that you did the right thing by offing that big smelly fridge
as it posed a clear and present danger to your lil' dorm fridge.
PS-The duct tape was a nice touch!
an...@great-big-monkey.whee
Oh, yeah. Look forward to more about the fridge. Roommate swindled me
out of $100. Evil.
I still can't stand people who don't clean their fridges.
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König Prüß, GmbH
>König, Prüß, GmbH wrote:
>>
>> I think that you did the right thing by offing that big smelly fridge
>> as it posed a clear and present danger to your lil' dorm fridge.
>>
>> PS-The duct tape was a nice touch!
>
>Oh, yeah. Look forward to more about the fridge. Roommate swindled me
>out of $100. Evil.
>
>I still can't stand people who don't clean their fridges.
I thought that you should have paid her off in fake plastic boobs,
dice, and novelty trade items.
Yeah, I felt bad about the tribute that was rendered unto Linea Blanca,
as the Latinos call kitchen things stoves, fridges, washers&driers.
General Bobadilla, a retired Mexican Army General who now works
for the Dutch company "Phillips" told me that, the linea blanca part.
Well, don't get too mad at me, sometimes I take the racks and glass
and the veg bin out of the fridge and put them in the bath tub for a bath.
I hate it if the wire racks get dog shite stalagtites. It never needs defrosting.
I hate it when you open a freezer and it's a solid block of ice! Unless it's
a cryogenic experiment. I use Scott's Tuff and lots of paper towels to clean
the kitchen. I'm paranoid about germs growing in sponges ever since I read
a report about soap, sponges, and dishcloths. Stuff spatters and blows up
in the microwave all the time, so I got to clean that frequently. The gasket
on the fridge is nearing the end of it's utility, so I think that it's about time
to gut the kitchen and replace everything, cabinets, too.
Yeah, I kinda got the part that you payed to replace the fridge, then
the roomie didn't and got other stuff. I hope that roomie is better than the
one before Fred, as far as stuff.
an...@great-big-monkey.whee
> Well, don't get too mad at me, sometimes I take the racks and glass
> and the veg bin out of the fridge and put them in the bath tub for a bath.
> I hate it if the wire racks get dog shite stalagtites.
Yeah. I do that too, at home. We have kinda bad luck at home with
refrigerators -- Pop likes to buy used ones, so they die more often than
most people's fridges. One thing I won't miss about living at home is
being the strongest person with no back problems and having to help move
fridges.
Once it was a holiday weekend, all the stores were closed, and the
fridge broke unfixably. So Pop decided we could move the fridge from
his office, a couple of blocks away, to the house for the time being.
The spare fridge could move into the office.
The spare fridge is a beautiful fridge from the 1950s, all rounded and
looking like a small car. The doors have latches. Pop got it when he
bought the duplex his office is in -- it was the previous owner's.
So if regular fridges weren't massive enough, we now had a 1950s fridge
to move as well. Up stairs.
> Yeah, I kinda got the part that you payed to replace the fridge, then
> the roomie didn't and got other stuff. I hope that roomie is better than the
> one before Fred, as far as stuff.
Oh, that's not even the main problem. A year or so ago, she and some
other girl bought the fridge I killed. They each paid half. The other
girl was in high school at the time (still is), and is coming to the U
of O next year. She just wanted to have a fridge ready when she got
there.
I kill the fridge and can't find a used replacement, so I grit my teeth
and pay $140, the price of a new one at CostCo. Dynée decides not to
buy one after all. Dynée is going to get the use of a smaller fridge
free as part of her job this Fall as a program assistant. She plans to
pay $70 back to the chick who paid for half the fridge.
I try to explain how this may not make the high school girl happy, as
she was expecting to have a fridge for $70 and this will not be the
same. I fail to explain properly, as Dynée has problems with
communication (this has been verified by others as well, lab partners
and people working on projects), and I don't care too much.
A couple of weeks go by. My fridge is packed, but we have enough stuff
and it works okay. Suddenly, Dynée finds an ad for a 3' fridge, pretty
much the clone of the one I killed. It's $40. She gets Spider and me
to drive there and bring it back in the VW bug, which works as well as
you'd imagine. As Spider and I are lugging it back, I say "gosh, maybe
she'll give me $100 back." Spider is pretty sure Dynée will, and is
amazed I gave her $140 to begin with.
We install the fridge, meet up with Dynée and a bunch of other people
playing Minion Hunter and I leave to drive my car back to student
parking. When I return, I find the atmosphere tense. Apparently Spider
has asked Dynée if she'll be paying me back. Dynée says, in a perky and
dismissive tone, that the new fridge isn't to replace the one I killed,
it's for her (Dynée's) personal use. She still has to use the $140 to
buy a new fridge for the high school girl.
I am officially totally confused and quite a bit hurt. It's not even
the $100. Wait. It is. I want my damn $100. But it's also the fact
that she thinks I'm dumb enough to fall for that.
But, since I have to live with her for another month and a half, I
decide to play along and drop the subject. I haven't really talked
about it to people, but Spider, being briefed on the situation, has.
There is mild rising anti-Dynée sentiment.
Somehow, this is all still my fault. I should have offered to replace
the fridge and not given her the money until she was going to actually
buy a fridge with it.
This is going up on the web page as soon as she moves out. Why not
earlier? Because I have no spine.
König Prüß, GmbH
I wouldn't attribute your being nonplussed to a spine problem, sometimes
I get hoodwinked by gall and brass. For example, I once went halves on a
microwave that I abandoned, I think that was the plan in the first place,
but at the time, it didn't matter.
Maybe you could give the 3' fridge to the hs girl, and insist that the $100
be used to purchase another fridge that you can then take with you.
I'm a little lost as to how a two fridge problem turned into a three fridge problem.
The dorm fridge situation, that you're on your own, is the same here.
But one thing that's generally different on the East Coast is that you can
expect stove, fridge, and usually microwave of good quality in any house
or apartment. The West Coast custom seems to be to tote that stuff when
you move because the previous ppl took theirs with them.
Some of the antique shops have working fridges so old that they have
the cooling coils in a big cylinder on top! There are some replica icebox
things made of spiffy wood with nice door latches that are being sold
as decorative storage.
I don't see that you owe *TWO* fridges unless you actually killed two of them.
If hs girl is content with a $40 fridge, then the balance is yours. On the other hand,
your adversary's pov is that she got a windfall cash settlement of $140 from
"Annna's Insurance and Liability Claims Service," and she's going to Disneyland!
König Prüß, GmbH
OK, I re-read it, and I think that I understand it now.
Dinette got the use of a free fridge. The kilt fridge was
replaced with a $40 clone, and Dinette by all rights ought
to give back the overpayment of $100.
I read a book once called, "The $100 Misunderstanding"
but it didn't cover this situation.
an...@great-big-monkey.whee
>
> OK, I re-read it, and I think that I understand it now.
> Dinette got the use of a free fridge. The kilt fridge was
> replaced with a $40 clone, and Dinette by all rights ought
> to give back the overpayment of $100.
Yeah. More or less. She was half owner of the dead fridge, which I
thought got replaced, but nope, apparently it didn't.
> I read a book once called, "The $100 Misunderstanding"
> but it didn't cover this situation.
I read that too! Apparently it was funnier in the 1960s (1970s). My
pop got it specifically for me to read. Kind of reminded me of "A
Confederacy of Dunces," but I'm at a loss to explain why.
Good God I should be asleep by now. I have a paper to write tomorrow
before class.
an...@great-big-monkey.whee
> Maybe you could give the 3' fridge to the hs girl, and insist that the $100
> be used to purchase another fridge that you can then take with you.
>
> I'm a little lost as to how a two fridge problem turned into a three fridge problem.
Me too. Unfortunately, those 3' fridges are hard to find. Most folks
have the 1 1/2' (I'm guessing -- the tiny ones) fridges. The big ones
are rare.
> But one thing that's generally different on the East Coast is that you can
> expect stove, fridge, and usually microwave of good quality in any house
> or apartment. The West Coast custom seems to be to tote that stuff when
> you move because the previous ppl took theirs with them.
Yeah. Actually, the places I've looked at usually have a stove and a
fridge, and will specifically mention if they don't. For microwaves,
you're on your own. I think fridges and stoves are becoming regarded
the same as running water. Or it might just be because they're really
really heavy and usually covered with spiders and grease.
> Some of the antique shops have working fridges so old that they have
> the cooling coils in a big cylinder on top! There are some replica icebox
> things made of spiffy wood with nice door latches that are being sold
> as decorative storage.
Yup! Pop almost bought one of the former, and we had an actual icebox
that we were stripping once. I don't have any memories of what happened
after it was nude, but it sure did stink up the place while we worked on
it.
> I don't see that you owe *TWO* fridges unless you actually killed two of them.
Yeah. I should get to destroy at least one other major appliance.
Her computer would be first choice. Damn thing is overclocked and keeps
protesting violently. You'd think this would make her turn it off at
night or when she's going to be gone for hours, but it doesn't. She
installed, with much fuss, a bigger fan, which does NOTHING. Oh, wait,
it's many times louder.
When I suspend my computer, the fan turns off unless the chip heats up.
I can watch my stories in peace. Hers is loud constantly.
Oh, man, and you don't even want to hear about the goddamned Atari.
Four weeks of "is my Atari here is my Atari here maybe it will come
tomorrow wow I own an Atari where could it be maybe I should ask the
Atari guy." Then it came. Then there was the Search for the Adaptors,
crippled by the fact that she is surprisingly untechnical and managed to
get an advisor who was worse than she was. They bought many parts, few
of which they actually needed, and then managed to partially convert the
plugs to an even less useful format, one for which they didn't have the
necessary adaptors.
I put in a call to a perpetually stoned gaming savant I know, and he
came in wearing nothing but shorts, a hat and a girlfriend and fixed it
up with tape and a pair of all-purpose pliers. I still have to unscrew
the coax cables if I want to watch TV, but at least I can bump the damn
thing without making the video game picture go out.
> If hs girl is content with a $40 fridge, then the balance is yours. On the other hand,
> your adversary's pov is that she got a windfall cash settlement of $140 from
> "Annna's Insurance and Liability Claims Service," and she's going to Disneyland!
I finally did figure out that's what she was thinking. I need to be
more specific next time. If there's ever a damned next time. I should
have said
The thing that's really annoying me is that Big Fridge #2 isn't even in
our damned room. It's being kept at someone else's room. So we're just
using my tiny dorm fridge for everything, right, and we aren't even on
the meal plan so it has to hold tons of useful stuff. Okay, so when the
year starts and Dynée gets a. on the meal plan b. a free tiny fridge
from Housing 'cos she's working for them, she's not going to have MORE
stuff to keep cold than now when she's living out of a tiny fridge.
It is all very confusing.
König Prüß, GmbH
>>
>> OK, I re-read it, and I think that I understand it now.
>> Dinette got the use of a free fridge. The kilt fridge was
>> replaced with a $40 clone, and Dinette by all rights ought
>> to give back the overpayment of $100.
>
>Yeah. More or less. She was half owner of the dead fridge, which I
>thought got replaced, but nope, apparently it didn't.
>
>> I read a book once called, "The $100 Misunderstanding"
>> but it didn't cover this situation.
>
>I read that too! Apparently it was funnier in the 1960s (1970s). My
>pop got it specifically for me to read. Kind of reminded me of "A
>Confederacy of Dunces," but I'm at a loss to explain why.
>
>Good God I should be asleep by now. I have a paper to write tomorrow
>before class.
>--
Well, I hope the paper got done satisfactorially!
I had gone to look up to see what was online about The One-Hundred
Dollar Misunderstanding, and I couldn't find anything, but there's an
annotated bibliography of Robert Gover's writings, short-stories, and poems
for $49.95, so, I'm putting him on the list to read moreof his stuff.
I know that you don't exactly have a lot of spare time to read,
but I liked "Half Asleep in Frog Pyjamas" a lot, by Tom Robbins.
I've like most of Tom Pobbins books. The aforementioned especially
because of the title. It's weird because Robbins writes it from the pov
of a Philipine woman stockbroker!
Alanis' review--
Four and a half stars
According to Alanis, "HAFP" is "brilliantly written but the main character grated on
me." Right on! The main character is you, Gwen Mati. (that's how it's written.) You are
a stockbroker who is experiencing the weekend from hell when the market crashes. You
grate on Alanis because you are too repressed, you whine too much (about your 29 grey
hairs), care only about material wealth, don't realise what are the beautiful things in life,
and your voice "sounds like a package of Hostess cupcakes, if Hostess cupcakes could
talk." First, you meet dangerous ex-broker Larry Diamond, and your 300 pound psychic
‘friend' disappears. Then your dull boyfriend Belford Dunn's monkey escapes. The
whole Seattle is going nuts over Dr. Yamaguchi who has a cure for rectum cancer. Soon,
all these things and more will join together and take you on a whirlwind of an adventure.
I loved the way the author describes things. "Baby carrots, imitating the mustachios of
Yosemite Sam. Button mushrooms, but what do they button? One thinks of Satan
undressing his bride. Beets as intense as serial killers, celery as stringy as soundtrack
orchestras...."etc. The story is extremely interesting and fast-paced, and often you don't
know what is happening to you. Larry's reflections about the Bozo and Dogon
mythology, the Sirius star, and frogs of course, are amazing in a crazy way. Funny,
erotic, wild and wise, this book has all the ingredients. Unfortunately, the ending is
disappointing, because it is abrupt and doesn't wrap up all the loose ends, but it leaves
you wondering....
KP...and that's the point, isn't it?
Tom Robbins sez:
1.If you lack the iron and the fizz to take control of your own life, then the gods will
repay your weakness by having a grin or two at your expense. Should you fail to
pilot your own ship, don't be surprised at what inappropriate port you find yourself
docked.
2.Humanity has advanced, when it has advanced, not because it has been sober,
responsible, and cautious, but because it has been playful, rebellious, and
immature.
3.Politics is for people who have a passion for changing life but lack a passion for
living it.
4.Teachers who offer you the ultimate answers do not possess the ultimate answers,
for if they did, they would know that the ultimate answers cannot be given, they
can only be received.
5.To specialize is to brush one tooth.
König Prüß, GmbH
>König Prüß, GmbH wrote:
>> Maybe you could give the 3' fridge to the hs girl, and insist that the $100
>> be used to purchase another fridge that you can then take with you.
>>
>> I'm a little lost as to how a two fridge problem turned into a three fridge problem.
>
>Me too. Unfortunately, those 3' fridges are hard to find. Most folks
>have the 1 1/2' (I'm guessing -- the tiny ones) fridges. The big ones
>are rare.
>
>> But one thing that's generally different on the East Coast is that you can
>> expect stove, fridge, and usually microwave of good quality in any house
>> or apartment. The West Coast custom seems to be to tote that stuff when
>> you move because the previous ppl took theirs with them.
>
>Yeah. Actually, the places I've looked at usually have a stove and a
>fridge, and will specifically mention if they don't. For microwaves,
>you're on your own. I think fridges and stoves are becoming regarded
>the same as running water. Or it might just be because they're really
>really heavy and usually covered with spiders and grease.
>
>> Some of the antique shops have working fridges so old that they have
>> the cooling coils in a big cylinder on top! There are some replica icebox
>> things made of spiffy wood with nice door latches that are being sold
>> as decorative storage.
>
>Yup! Pop almost bought one of the former, and we had an actual icebox
>that we were stripping once. I don't have any memories of what happened
>after it was nude, but it sure did stink up the place while we worked on
>it.
>
>> I don't see that you owe *TWO* fridges unless you actually killed two of them.
>
>Yeah. I should get to destroy at least one other major appliance.
>
>Her computer would be first choice. Damn thing is overclocked and keeps
>protesting violently. You'd think this would make her turn it off at
>night or when she's going to be gone for hours, but it doesn't. She
>installed, with much fuss, a bigger fan, which does NOTHING. Oh, wait,
>it's many times louder.
>
>When I suspend my computer, the fan turns off unless the chip heats up.
>I can watch my stories in peace. Hers is loud constantly.
>
>Oh, man, and you don't even want to hear about the goddamned Atari.
>Four weeks of "is my Atari here is my Atari here maybe it will come
>tomorrow wow I own an Atari where could it be maybe I should ask the
>Atari guy." Then it came. Then there was the Search for the Adaptors,
>crippled by the fact that she is surprisingly untechnical and managed to
>get an advisor who was worse than she was. They bought many parts, few
>of which they actually needed, and then managed to partially convert the
>plugs to an even less useful format, one for which they didn't have the
>necessary adaptors.
>
>I put in a call to a perpetually stoned gaming savant I know, and he
>came in wearing nothing but shorts, a hat and a girlfriend and fixed it
>up with tape and a pair of all-purpose pliers. I still have to unscrew
>the coax cables if I want to watch TV, but at least I can bump the damn
>thing without making the video game picture go out.
>
>> If hs girl is content with a $40 fridge, then the balance is yours. On the other hand,
>> your adversary's pov is that she got a windfall cash settlement of $140 from
>> "Annna's Insurance and Liability Claims Service," and she's going to Disneyland!
>
>I finally did figure out that's what she was thinking. I need to be
>more specific next time. If there's ever a damned next time. I should
>have said
>
>The thing that's really annoying me is that Big Fridge #2 isn't even in
>our damned room. It's being kept at someone else's room. So we're just
>using my tiny dorm fridge for everything, right, and we aren't even on
>the meal plan so it has to hold tons of useful stuff. Okay, so when the
>year starts and Dynée gets a. on the meal plan b. a free tiny fridge
>from Housing 'cos she's working for them, she's not going to have MORE
>stuff to keep cold than now when she's living out of a tiny fridge.
>
>It is all very confusing.
>
Naw...more frustrating than confusing. Lessoned learned: Don't front cash to Dynée.
Something might work out yet, maybe even an equitable solution.
She might be thinking that you are a fridgicidal maniac an thus keeping
La Refrigidora Gigantica Secunda in an alternate location until things cool off.
I found a 3-D model of the Millennium Falcon, but it's in Atari format
and I don't have a converter for that. I'll look locally. I think that the Atari Cult
is even weirder than the Linux Cult.
I found a funny psych study in a journal. The finding is that people who don't
interact with people much are much better at judging other people on sight
and also reading non-verbal behavior. What it's saying is that "people" people,
or sociable people aren't as good at judging others as are more detached people.
What it doesn't say is that if you understand people, you wouldn't have anything
to do with them. Perhaps it's just that direct interaction obsures, rather than clarifies.
It might be that those who are adept at reading people need less direct interaction
to communicate. I often sense that what people say is at odds with what they are
thinking.
I wonder if Dynée could sell a refigerator to an Eskimo?