I choked down a rather large piece of this today:
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Here's the scoop (or slice, if you will).
A few weeks ago I took my sewing machine in for a repair that was necessary after our move. Last night I got it out to help Kam sew a dress she wants to take with her back to Rexburg on Tuesday. I opened the compartment where the bobbin goes in and the bobbin case was gone! Oh my.
So I called the repairman this morning, very nicely explained to him what had happened, and he proceeded to argue with me! And he really wasn't very nice at all. He told me there was no way that the bobbin case was missing because there isn't one for my machine. I told him I'd bring my sewing machine back to him after work.
I got home from work, grabbed my sewing machine and case, and just happened to have the thought, "Maybe you should look in the instruction booklet to make sure you are supposed to have a bobbin case."
Uh, yeah.
My machine does not even have a bobbin case.
I hadn't used my machine in so long, like probably a few years, that I was totally thinking of my last sewing machine, which did have a bobbin case.
Ouch.
So after debating with myself in my head for a few minutes (it would be embarassing to debate with myself out loud!), I chose to call the repairman back. I very nicely apologized to him and explained how I'd been confused. He was very nice and said that this has happened before where people get their machines mixed up. He also said to let him know if I had any other problems with it.
Humble pie is a little bitter at first, but it sure has a very sweet aftertaste.
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