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Our refrigerator is neither particularly large nor particularly 'good' in the sense that the model we have is not at the top of the range of the make we settled on, and it isn't a particularly 'quality' make.
You can take it from this it isn't a smeg or anything fancy dan like that. On the other hand it was cheap and it has been reliable. In fact I think we've probably had the thing six or even seven years.
And it still keeps stuff properly chilled (in the fridge bit) and frozen (in the freezer bit). The problem though is that for years the poor thing has been struggling to handle the culinary dimension of the Fat Bastard's obsession with Stuff!. He can't help himself, he sees stuff and he buys it - and that habit is as true when he's on the loose in a supermarket as it is when he's in a charity shop or Harrods. It's stuff, he's got to have it.
The upshot of this behaviour is that the fridge has been forced to accommodate far more than it was ever designed to hold. For one thing this cramming tends to work against the ability of the unit to keep the contents at the correct temperature. Worse however (in the near future) is the fact that two of the cheap and nasty plastic shelves, which were always the most obvious expression of the 'inexpensiveness' of the fridge, have now cracked. One developed a crack a while ago and is holding together with a bit of packing tape. Yes, I know, but I can't afford a new fridge. Alright? Now, I guess overnight, the bottom (from which the two salad baskets depend) has gone too.
All this in the run up to Christmas when his propensity for over consumption sheds the last of its limited constraints.
ARGHHHHHHHHHHH Now perhaps he'll understand why I've been so 'awkward' about all his food Stuff!
You can take it from this it isn't a smeg or anything fancy dan like that. On the other hand it was cheap and it has been reliable. In fact I think we've probably had the thing six or even seven years.
And it still keeps stuff properly chilled (in the fridge bit) and frozen (in the freezer bit). The problem though is that for years the poor thing has been struggling to handle the culinary dimension of the Fat Bastard's obsession with Stuff!. He can't help himself, he sees stuff and he buys it - and that habit is as true when he's on the loose in a supermarket as it is when he's in a charity shop or Harrods. It's stuff, he's got to have it.
The upshot of this behaviour is that the fridge has been forced to accommodate far more than it was ever designed to hold. For one thing this cramming tends to work against the ability of the unit to keep the contents at the correct temperature. Worse however (in the near future) is the fact that two of the cheap and nasty plastic shelves, which were always the most obvious expression of the 'inexpensiveness' of the fridge, have now cracked. One developed a crack a while ago and is holding together with a bit of packing tape. Yes, I know, but I can't afford a new fridge. Alright? Now, I guess overnight, the bottom (from which the two salad baskets depend) has gone too.
All this in the run up to Christmas when his propensity for over consumption sheds the last of its limited constraints.
ARGHHHHHHHHHHH Now perhaps he'll understand why I've been so 'awkward' about all his food Stuff!
posted by Enyo @ 1:10 pm
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