rin and i are in the market for a new refrigerator. ours is finally giving up the ghost and it is time to move on. many happy memories are involved with that box. it twas our first refrigerator that we bought used from a lady that we knew. we had just bought our house and needed a refrigerator. but alas, it is time to let go and begin anew.
as we began our journey into the dark and seedy underworld of appliance shopping, i remember times back when i was a child and tagged along (not by choice, mind you) with my parents to sears and other mall type joints that sold these needed hulks. we would enter the labyrinth of refrigerators, all in an array of glorious colors that consisted of avocado, harvest gold, and white. my parents would look at, around, in and behind these cold cabinets whilst trying to find the right one that fit into their budget. but they always kept a wary eye out, ever scanning the horizon for the dreaded salesman. they lurked around, but we never saw where would come from. then, BOOM! "can i help you?" they smelled money like that of a shark smelling fresh blood in the salty sea water.
it seemed like hours upon hours of this and that, the features here, the bonuses there. now, i get to put my children through it. but they seem to love it. instead of a labyrinth of puzzles and mysteries, it's a maze of pure enjoyment. opening doors, looking in, slamming shut and then on to the next one. "daddy, i like this one." then two seconds later, a mile across the floor, "daddy, come here. this one is cooooool."
how do we know what version, or model, or whatever you wanna call it, of a refrigerator is best suited for us? i felt like brian regan when he went out shopping for these behemoths. "we have this one here for $600. it keeps all your food cold. we have this refrigerator right here that keeps your food cold. this one sells for $800. check this out, $1400 and it keeps your food cold. the feature of this refrigerator is that it has egg cups. that's where you put the eggs. and this one has a meat drawer. it's where the meat goes."
when rin and i go looking at these refrigerators, i do that to every single one that we look at. "hmmm, i wonder what the difference is. maybe this one just keeps the food a little colder than that one over there." i always get the same response from her; a stop it look in the eye, but a smile on her face, cause we both know that soon, our money will be trading hands with that pearly whited, sparkled eyed salesman. . .
as we began our journey into the dark and seedy underworld of appliance shopping, i remember times back when i was a child and tagged along (not by choice, mind you) with my parents to sears and other mall type joints that sold these needed hulks. we would enter the labyrinth of refrigerators, all in an array of glorious colors that consisted of avocado, harvest gold, and white. my parents would look at, around, in and behind these cold cabinets whilst trying to find the right one that fit into their budget. but they always kept a wary eye out, ever scanning the horizon for the dreaded salesman. they lurked around, but we never saw where would come from. then, BOOM! "can i help you?" they smelled money like that of a shark smelling fresh blood in the salty sea water.
it seemed like hours upon hours of this and that, the features here, the bonuses there. now, i get to put my children through it. but they seem to love it. instead of a labyrinth of puzzles and mysteries, it's a maze of pure enjoyment. opening doors, looking in, slamming shut and then on to the next one. "daddy, i like this one." then two seconds later, a mile across the floor, "daddy, come here. this one is cooooool."
how do we know what version, or model, or whatever you wanna call it, of a refrigerator is best suited for us? i felt like brian regan when he went out shopping for these behemoths. "we have this one here for $600. it keeps all your food cold. we have this refrigerator right here that keeps your food cold. this one sells for $800. check this out, $1400 and it keeps your food cold. the feature of this refrigerator is that it has egg cups. that's where you put the eggs. and this one has a meat drawer. it's where the meat goes."
when rin and i go looking at these refrigerators, i do that to every single one that we look at. "hmmm, i wonder what the difference is. maybe this one just keeps the food a little colder than that one over there." i always get the same response from her; a stop it look in the eye, but a smile on her face, cause we both know that soon, our money will be trading hands with that pearly whited, sparkled eyed salesman. . .
posted by tenacious phenmonkey at 9:19 AM
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any shopping trip these days has become a flashback to childhood. mainly i'm recalling how tyrannical mom and dad could get and how i'm mirroring that image. it's hard not to, so i try to remember what it was like for us and get behind my kids eyes and be a little more patient. but, get real, we were obnoxious and we knew it....
we were obnoxious and we knew it....
we meaning you, right? =]
It's coming tomorrow! Woo hoo!
sweet!
Now you can get refrigerators with TVs in the door or a computer screen that shows an aquarium. What all that has to do with keeping food beats me.
Grandpa Jim
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