You come home to a house you’ve kept clean for a week solid after spring cleaning, but today you are tired. You drop your stuff on the floor and go to the kitchen to grab some snacks. You’ve worked hard this week. You decide you deserve a treat. You can’t remember the last time you had a milkshake. You scoop out the ice cream, Oreos, chocolate syrup, and some more ice cream, and hold the “blend” button. The blender decides that now is a good time to commit suicide and grind its gears, and not your milkshake, until you hear a pop and see a little wisp of smoke trail away from your newly departed appliance. You now understand the phrase ‘giving up the ghost,’ but you still don’t have a milkshake. You find yourself on the couch minutes later with a long spoon and the top half of the blender in your hand, scraping out the last bites of your milkstir, and realizing that the top half of the blender actually isn’t a bad way to eat a snack. It even has a handle and a spout. Over the next few weeks you keep using the top half of the blender to eat while the bottom half still sits plugged in on your counter top. No, it still doesn’t work. And now you’ve gotten used to it being there that it has just become part of the kitchen counter; a fixture, a statue, a memorial even. A few months later you invite friends over and one of them gets really drunk and asks you why you couldn’t just make margaritas from scratch when the blender is sitting right there. You tell him, “oh, it doesn’t work.” Like it’s supposed to not work. And he just stares at you for a little while because he’s obviously drunk, and nothing is wrong with you, or the blender.
Honestly, who expects kitchen appliances to actually do things. They are just there to look good.
hahaha
Ha Ha! Loved the post . Even though you say your blender has “given up its ghost’, you do hold the ability to blend and serve a narrative like this one.
So where do you see this lack of energy to repair ( thereby get a new ghost in !) or replace that stands forlornly yonder?
Shakti
i think that’s part of it. you don’t replace it. it just sits there and you get used to maneuvering around it until your kitchen/garage/bedroom/car is full of stuff!
And how does such a situation give you comfort?
haha it doesn’t have to.
Love this. That kind of thing certainly happens in this house. I think you’ve cleverly caught and highlighted a little kernel of human nature here.
Hubby would hold onto the bottom half because he would try to get it replaced by warranty or think he could fix it. Of course he would keep the top half (as a spare).
After a while it will blend in
this comment is puree delight
As long as the bottom half of the blender is providing a “home” for the top half… then logic would dictate it IS working. (at something).
And if your “long spoon” doesn’t give out… no problem..!!
(just keep it away from you drinking buddy) ;)
Brilliant!
One day one of your friends comes over and says ‘hey, I was at a yard sale this weekend and got you something.” They open a box and there staring you in the face is a blender. Someone else’s cast off, unwanted, homeless, blender. You don’t want another blender. You have one. See it over there on the counter. Still, they can’t take it back. It was a nice gesture. “Thanks. That was really nice of you.” You take the box, shielding your blender from seeing the other blender that has invaded it’s space. As soon as your friend leaves, you close up the box and put it in the closet. When the top half of the blender gets broken, you can release the other blender. It will be fine until then. Trust me. I have a bunch of yard sale boxes in a bunch of closets, from a bunch of well-meaning friends.
haha i like this. it’s hard to keep two blenders happy
Never, ever try to keep 2 things happy, especially when they both have access to blades….
I think you just captured beautifully bits of me and everyone else!
This is the sort of thing that would happen to me. Hate to get rid of non-working applicances. :-D
Interesting. . .!