This sniffive is nothing concerning elections nor climate, in fact it’s replete purview solely rests with the sole about an iron, that i purchased from argos yesterday in an attempt to shuffle off the disreputable look and look slightly less street or ghetto, or as friends say, the bum look and walk around with a few less cresses peppering my carcass.
In the event i plumped for…
a bog standard iron, to take out of its dusty corner once a month (or less) to do its job.
What i ended up with however was an iron that you poured the water in, tipped the iron up and the water poured out the bottom right hole of the soleplate onto all over the shirt i was de-creasing, turned the ironing board (whatever happened to xtreme ironing?), into paddling pool and what should have taken two minutes ended up taking 24 minutes and soon after the object packed and ready for shipping back.
Maybe it’s me, maybe my luck’s upped and deserted, or maybe something’s telling me stop been a cheapskate and stop shopping in that rubbish store.
The list so far:
- Glass top - chipped on delivery, and a palaver to get replaced.
- Gas assisted chair – broken after six months.
- Irrigating iron.
but on the opposite part of the equation; a kettle and toaster purchased five years ago, are still in fine working order.
Wonder what’s changed? Ah yes, my luck.
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