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Tuesday 13 February 2007
Surprises galore
Surprises are supposedly good things. Or so I’ve heard. Not so much if you ask me.
I looked closely in the calendar today and was stunned to discover that it is already half-February. When? Why? Where January went?! I mean, it was New Year just a week ago, wasn’t it?
Ah, well. They say time flows faster with age. Guess it must be true. It also means I’m getting older. Or – there could be something wrong with the time-flow. I think I prefer the last.
More surprises – last Wednesday early in the morning I had the most pleasant dream about tropical forests, orchids, butterflies and rainbow-adorned rainfalls. I woke up and groggily realized that I can, indeed, hear rain.
Good, I thought to myself, that irksome, cold snow is finally melting away.
Go spring, I also thought.
Then I looked out the window and discovered my mistake – it was actually snowing.
So what about the rain, you might ask. So did I on my way to kitchen.
I opened the door, and mystery in the form of exploded hot-water boiler revealed itself. Very nervous cat bolted out of the disaster area, leaving me to deal with the current failure of benefits of civilization.
The boiler had lost its top cover in the blow, and, since nothing was keeping it confined now, water was merrily leaking on the floor – to a great joy of my down-stair neighbours. Despite apparent malfunction, the poor thing didn’t want to admit defeat – it was still trying to warm some water on its cheerful way downstairs. Must approve the diligence of modern technologies.
Best part, IMO, was reaction of some pro people I called in my perplexity. See, two different people who work with such things as boilers and drainage systems both told me that a boiler simply can not explode the way it did – given the circumstances. Story of my life. Someone tells me a thing cannot possibly happen, and you might as well place a bet that it will happen. To me. It’s fun, actually, but quite exhausting from time to time.
Well, end is good, all is good. The guaranty people after much talking from their part and lots eyelash batting from mine, gave me a brand new boiler. Small downside – it’s exactly the same as the old one. One can hope they are not prone to explosions as a brand.
In conclusion I’d like to point out once again – I do not like this particular kind of surprises. Please, take notice and kindly stop sending them to me if you, dear reader, happen to be a soft hearted and good willed deity from up there.
End report.
I looked closely in the calendar today and was stunned to discover that it is already half-February. When? Why? Where January went?! I mean, it was New Year just a week ago, wasn’t it?
Ah, well. They say time flows faster with age. Guess it must be true. It also means I’m getting older. Or – there could be something wrong with the time-flow. I think I prefer the last.
More surprises – last Wednesday early in the morning I had the most pleasant dream about tropical forests, orchids, butterflies and rainbow-adorned rainfalls. I woke up and groggily realized that I can, indeed, hear rain.
Good, I thought to myself, that irksome, cold snow is finally melting away.
Go spring, I also thought.
Then I looked out the window and discovered my mistake – it was actually snowing.
So what about the rain, you might ask. So did I on my way to kitchen.
I opened the door, and mystery in the form of exploded hot-water boiler revealed itself. Very nervous cat bolted out of the disaster area, leaving me to deal with the current failure of benefits of civilization.
The boiler had lost its top cover in the blow, and, since nothing was keeping it confined now, water was merrily leaking on the floor – to a great joy of my down-stair neighbours. Despite apparent malfunction, the poor thing didn’t want to admit defeat – it was still trying to warm some water on its cheerful way downstairs. Must approve the diligence of modern technologies.
Best part, IMO, was reaction of some pro people I called in my perplexity. See, two different people who work with such things as boilers and drainage systems both told me that a boiler simply can not explode the way it did – given the circumstances. Story of my life. Someone tells me a thing cannot possibly happen, and you might as well place a bet that it will happen. To me. It’s fun, actually, but quite exhausting from time to time.
Well, end is good, all is good. The guaranty people after much talking from their part and lots eyelash batting from mine, gave me a brand new boiler. Small downside – it’s exactly the same as the old one. One can hope they are not prone to explosions as a brand.
In conclusion I’d like to point out once again – I do not like this particular kind of surprises. Please, take notice and kindly stop sending them to me if you, dear reader, happen to be a soft hearted and good willed deity from up there.
End report.
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