Op-Ed: Story Over a Cup- When the ice maker has passed
If your house is anything like mine, the condition of electrical equipment is governed by Murphy’s Law.
Anything that can break, will and at the worst possible time.
Uh-oh, you are probably saying, he done broke another coffee maker, bless his heart.
No, this time Mr. Coffee is alive and kicking. In fact, I just made another pot.
Yeah, right, you are thinking, coffee in 100-degree weather. What can he be thinking? The heat has done gotten to him. Bless his heart.
Hey, that is two bless your hearts in less than five minutes…watch it!
No, this time it is the dearly departed ice maker.
This morning after I put my first pot to brew, I started hearing a gawd awful racket from the freezer part of the refrigerator.
My first thought was one of the boys were up to no good in the living room, so I poked my head out of the kitchen.
They were behaving like little angels. Well, they were acting as much like little angels as they were capable. Roswell was pacing in circles around the living room, while Bill and Bernie were doing their own version of Wrestlemania.
I opened the freezer door and the noise just amplified.
The machine was full of ice. It looked like it was trying to jettison more ice, but nothing was coming out, and the machine would not stop making that sound that a car makes when it wants to start, but just cannot quite do it.
So, I went to my trusty how-to troubleshooting guide on such matters. In other words, I Googled it.
After about 15 sites that really did not say anything about the fix I needed, I finally found one that covered it.
I went through the trusty site and discovered that the motor had frozen over and that I needed to clean it and try again.
Taking it out was a pain. By the time I had done it, all the ice had melted.
I put it back in and plugged it in. It whirred for about a minute and then nothing.
It was dead. And in July.
What is worse, it will take at least two weeks to get in a replacement part.
Here I am, in July, with no ice maker.
Whatever will I do?
Why do I hear Sarah McGlaughin singing I will remember you in the background?
And why is Roswell looking at me with the facial expression of bless your heart?
Bless his heart, Michael Cole is a syndicated columnist that when he is not writing, he is plotting global domination. You can follow him at www.storyoveracup.com
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