Today I discovered my mom's mini frig got unplugged and was all stinky and beginning to mold up. I offered to clean it, but on one condition, I do it my way. I knew she would have a procedure I was not prepared to follow, but I had no idea how strange this one would be.
So she says to me, she says, "Okay, but what I do is take a turkey baster and suck out the water from the collection tray below the freezer and shoot that into a bottle and use it for my ironing because it is perfectly distilled water." So I says to her I says, "Are you kidding me??!! I'll buy you a bottle of distilled water." All I can imagine is some stinky, stagnant water that's been sitting there a week and then it being sprayed on clean clothes. I start singing "My Way" by Frank Sinatra and nobody wants hear that. In a testament to her growing flexibility or intolerance of my horrible singing, she says, "Okay, I may hold you to that, but go ahead and do it your way." She really didn't want to clean out the frig... So I'm imagining soaking up the water with a sponge or cloth, but of course, there are no sponges in the house, only a stack of rags. When I open the door and check the tray, darn if it isn't up to the brim. Too full to accommodate a t-shirt rag.
I yell up the stairs, "Mom, where's the turkey baster?" and I suck the water out with the turkey baster. It's actually pretty clean and not smelly. I would have transferred it to the bottle if I wasn't too lazy to follow the instructions for finding the "distilled water from unplugged refrigerator trays" bottle.
3 comments:
Haaaaaaaaa--I can hear this conversation now. I have to say, though, that her techniques are usually sound; it's her reasoning for doing things that is odd sometimes. Yes, the baster was an efficient way to empty the tray (pt for Mom), but why keep the water? (pt for Susan)
You make me laugh...
"So I says to her I says"
HAHAHA. And the first comment is funny, too. :)
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