Dearest Rachel –
One of the channels that we would watch on YouTube fairly faithfully on any given weekend was this one Reddit read-and-react segment done by a particularly famous gamer. Over the course of a month or two, he would go through a number of different subreddits, take a look at the photos on the top entries, and make comments on each of them as he went through them. It was mildly interesting (to name-check one of those subreddits). And with an introduction like this, I suppose you’re expecting me to talk about the r/wellthatsucks subreddit.
So here’s where the bait and switch starts.
Our vacuum (and I think you can see where this is going already) has been sitting outside of the front hall closet for, I don’t know, maybe the last fifteen years? Anyway, the point is that Jan and I weren’t even sure that it would work – assuming we could figure out how to get it plugged in and switched on.
Well, the good news is that it fired up just fine. The marks in the sunroom carpet that indicated where the piles had been and where they left off have been cleaned up. You wouldn’t be able to know where the actual two-foot-wide path had been without referencing photographs from “before.”
The difficulty came when we tried to use the attachments. I don’t know if it was the crevice attachment, or if we were just trying to use the hose, but it wouldn’t pick anything up. So we assumed we would need a newer, and maybe more powerful model. One on which the attachments would actually work.
So while we were on a Walmart run yesterday – had to drop off all those film canisters and pick up a few extra storage tubs – we took a look at that their vacuum selection. We even sent a few photographs to Kris, to see which model she might recommend. And with her response in hand, we picked one up. No big deal.
Granted, at this point, I have yet to take it out of the box, but since Kris is coming over today, I figured I can leave that to her.
So we got back, and Jan and I finished up on cleaning out everything on my side of the bedroom. Which, among other things, entailed getting the recliner that I have here next to my side of the bed all dusty. I mean, I’ve lived with this mess for some time, after all, and I was not about to sit on that recliner until it had been cleaned out. But I honestly didn’t trust myself to break out the new vacuum and as the old one could do some things, I figured I’d give it one more try.
And that’s when I noticed this little slot.
Uh-huh. That’s the slot that the attachment horse is supposed to plug into. It explains why any of the attachments we were using weren’t working because they weren’t plugged in. And as a result, not only were they not getting “the proper amount of suction,” as the Dyson guy always talks about, they weren’t getting any.
So, that sucks, because it didn’t suck. Only it did, and we just didn’t realize it. So we’ve gone out and gotten ourselves a whole new vacuum cleaner for… no particular reason?
Well it may still be an improvement on the one we have – or rather, had. I don’t know. I’ll find out what Kris thinks in a few hours, I suppose. In the meantime, I figured I’d tell the story, and let you get a good chuckle from it, and your husband’s incompetence when it comes to cleaning house.