There a few stories I keep forgetting to tell on here that have happened and are quite funny.
For example, my sister was moving out of her apartment when we visited over my birthday weekend. She got married back in June and was finally coming up on the end of her lease. So mom, Gray and I drove down to help her pack up.I must admit that we I was excited at the possibility of getting free appliances. We did, indeed, walk away with some freebies and one of those was a huge bottle of dish washing liquid. Liquid.
Tracey had asked me if I had a dishwasher and I said yes and then she hands me the bottle of dish washing liquid. I assumed it was dish washing detergent. I’m sure you can already see where this is going.
We came home and unpacked everything and I put the dish washing liquid in the usual spot. A few days later I decided to run the dishwasher and would you know, I used the dish washing liquid… in the dish washer. I poured it in the usual spot, closed and locked the machine and set it to the water saver cycle. Minutes later I was in the kitchen cleaning up when suds started pouring out of the dish washer. My first thought was to panic but then I came to my senses and managed to actually turn the machine off, but not before half the kitchen floor was covered in suds. Of course, I took a picture because I just knew this would end up here.
I called Gray (who happened to be picking up food for us).
Me: Um, so the dish washer started leaking.
Gray: Ok.
Me: I used the stuff Tracey gave us, could it be bad?
Gray: You mean the dish washing liquid?
Me: … OH CRAP!
I began to look up ways to get the suds out of the dishwasher. Until you do, the dishwasher will continue to leak. The best option turned out to be vegetable oil and it did the trick.
The dishwasher is now working fine once again and I will forever be teased about putting the liquid in the dishwasher.
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I totally did that when I lived in my first apartment. The problem was I turned it on and then went to bed, so it ran through the whole cycle and flooded my kitchen and then leaked down into the apartment below me!
Christy M. »
I've always prided myself in never doing this sort of thing… always paid attention.
I guess this is what I get for being prideful. haha We're on the bottom floor so there is no one else for it to go, but I never think about the upstairs neighbor having an issue!