The builders were here this morning to move the washer and dryer up from the basement to the new laundry room, and the contractor had assured me that this would be an easy task for them: they had hooks and pulleys or some-such newfangled equipment that would allow them to basically bound up the stairs with my washer and dryer strapped to their backs.
Not quite, guys.
I heard them struggling. Then I saw them struggling. I said to one guy, “Not easy, is it?” He was huffing and puffing and he said to me, “I don’t know HOW they got these things down here.” I made some remark about, “Well, gravity was in their favor” (yeah, they’re hating me now), and walked away.
Several minutes later, I went to check out my dryer in my brand-spankin’-new laundry room. I got out some cleaning stuff so I could get the dust off it, and make it look nicer in the pretty space… and that’s when I realized:
The dryer was full.
There was a full load of (dry) towels and sheets from the last load of laundry I had done last week. Whoops. No wonder the thing felt so heavy. It was.
Did I tell them?
No.
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Oh, my gosh, that’s funny. Not for the man, of course, but still. Oh well, think of the muscle and cardio workout he just got from doing one set of stairs. And he didn’t even have to pay a gym membership.
Hilarious!
If they were half the men the pretend to be, they still should have managed it. Thanks for the laugh!!!!
Love it!
Oh no! Well, if they were dry it shouldn’t have been too much heavier – and really, they should’ve looked! 🙂
Thanks for the laugh!