Guess what? Our dishwasher is finally fixed as of this morning. Some people may be like, “suck it up bitch” a lot of people don’t have one, right?
I didn’t have a dishwasher until we bought this house in ‘04 and give thanks for it after every meal I cook. I’ve cooked thousands of meals in my kitchen literally. (I figured it out one day during the lockdown, I must have really been bored) That is a lot of dishes. I’ve washed a lot of those dishes by hand because they are too big since they are commercial size, or they don’t all fit in the dishwasher at once. I’ve made three meals a day, almost every day since we had kids 25 years ago.
All that being said, I do over two solid hours of dishes in our production kitchen every day we make spätzle. Big, hard to clean, heavy dishes all done to proper sanitation standards. I love making spätzle, but I honestly hate doing the dishes. Music is what gets me through it.
I got so tired of the dishwasher not being fixed and Marty getting the run around from the local appliance store we bought our dishwasher from. He told me when I asked about it again that I was welcome to call. So I did on Tuesday afternoon.
Marty didn’t have luck speaking with anyone nice when he called and basically got a bunch of attitude and no answers.
When I called, I decided to play the nice, confused, out-of-the-loop wife that just needed to know what was happening. I went over the story that I “knew” and said that I decided to call on the 4 week anniversary of our broken dishwasher with a laugh. Luckily she laughed and apologized. Next, I told her I thought maybe we just slipped between the cracks. She said she would speak to the parts manager and wished me a nice day.
Yesterday the owner called Marty back and said the repair guys would be here at 11 am. They were actually 10 minutes early. The whole repair took less than 15 minutes. Why it took 3 1/2 weeks to come when we are less than 15 minutes away from the store is beyond me. Now that’s it’s fixed, it doesn’t really matter.
Marty doesn’t think my call had anything to do with the dishwasher getting fixed. I completely disagree.😜 I may have just spoke to the right person at the right time of the day. My tone & attitude may have been just right and rubbed the person the right way. The call could have turned nasty and sour on a dime if she ignited my Jersey girl flame, but she didn’t, thank goodness for that. Never make a Jersey girl mad. Just sayin’. 😂
Now we can stop eating on paper plates and bowls, which I hate, by the way. I can also make meals that require more than one pan! Cooking and mealtime are so important to me; that’s why the last 4 weeks have sucked.
Sam is not working tonight, so I can finally make a meal that he loves that requires lots of dishes. I’ll still do some pans by hand, but everything else will go into the dishwasher.
Tonight on the menu…Chicken Fried Pork with White Country Gravy, Mashed Potatoes, Buttered Corn, and Stuffing since Marty loves it.
As far as me not having faith in small local businesses because of this situation? I certainly wouldn’t recommend this place to anyone; however, I’ve taken the high road and never mentioned their name or location. I will still try to support local businesses in the future, but when it comes to making big purchases, I will look at reviews and ask a lot of questions before we spend our hard-earned money.
Sam came home at dinner time and looked around the kitchen with a big smile on his face. He was so happy I made him one of his favorite meals. He wolfed it down so fast and kept saying how good it was. I am a very happy Mama Julz indeed! ☺️