I'm so goddamn upset, I only have three words for you:
Oh yes. Okay, maybe I have more than three because my GOD DAMN DISHWASHER IS BROKEN AGAIN. (I totally just typed "dishwaster" that's awesome.)
Less than three years ago we spent an arm and a leg (okay, not really, we charged a ridiculous amount of money to a credit card) to buy a sanitizing dishwasher. At that point we were gluten-free but Darwin was still having a lot of allergy-skin problems and we wanted a sanitizer dishwasher. Less than a year later, we had service on it which would have cost us an arm, had we not had the warranty on it. That's when we decided it was a really good idea to continue warranties on Our Stuff because hell, it's a lot cheaper than one service call.
Last year, we had the same damn situation - one service call. This year we've had two calls, one of which being less than two weeks ago (and what would have been charged? over five-fucking-hundred bucks). And now?
Well, now? Now the sonofabitch is pouring water on our floor. Aaron partially dismantled it yesterday and all the foam encasing was full of water as well. Now we have another service call tomorrow (thank Goddess for warranties) but I just have to ask: where can I get me one of them 30 year old dishwashers that last forever? Because this is fucking ridiculous; although, not as fucking ridiculous as dawning the latex-free rubber gloves and spending two hours washing dishes by hand and GUESS WHAT I DID THIS MORNING.