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@mspowahs is about to open the guts of our dryer and attempt to repair. I may live tweet the event.
She& #39;s "assembling her tools"
Nothing is happening yet, I am waiting in the basement for Ada to arrive. It is cold and creaky, likely haunted.
Ada emerges from the shadows wearing a headlamp, setting up YouTube video for instruction and sets the mood with some music. Combat Baby - Metric.
The metal dryer screams and scratches against the cement floor as Ada pulls it from the wall. It has begun.
For my pleasure, Ada has chosen to wear her shortest shorts for this repair job.
She is unscrewing some things.
The things are unscrewed. The control board "looks okay", leading Ada to believe that it& #39;s probably a heat sensing element issue.
She is bending over the washer. I...
Disappointingly, Ada stands up. She says, "I don& #39;t know what I took off but it looked important."
She consults YouTube.
Unscrewing more things.
Her headlamp is turned on. She says "oh shit" and pulls out wads of human hair and lint from the back of the dryer. Ada says, "This is so much hair, I don& #39;t know if this is a normal amount of hair"
I instruct her to remove the human hair. She continues to remove parts of the dryer, "I don& #39;t know what this does but I want to make sure it& #39;s not full of hair."
She leaves the basement to get a pair of gloves because "this is nasty". I am alone, with the piles of hair.
She returns, with "fresh gloves straight from the sex box" *glove snaps*
She produces a mini crowbar and starts doing more things. She looks like she needs help, and insists she does not.
The tiny crowbar is seriously adorable.
She finds a dead cockroach inside some part of the dryer. It is not adorable.
Ada keeps talking about a nut driver. She wishes she had a better nut driver. She wishes it so hard.
Ada keeps talking about a nut driver. She wishes she had a better nut driver. She wishes it so hard.
She refuses to work like this, she leaves again in pursuit of a superior nut driver.
She returns, victorious.
She is the cutest repair person that has ever lived or will ever live.
She& #39;s taking out "the drum". It feels serious, I ask if there is any other way.
She thinks it& #39;s cute that I don& #39;t know anything about dryer mechanics. I feel zero shame about not being a dryer mechanic. One of us is rolling around a cement floor in a pile of human hair and dead cockroaches, one of us is not.
The inside of the dryer is covered in dust and loose sand-like debris. Ada wonders if anyone in the house has a can of air?
She has a better idea. She tells me to go get the whipit canister from my bedroom.
She has a better idea. She tells me to go get the whipit canister from my bedroom.
She uses 5 whipits to clean the inside of the dryer.
I ask to put on Tegan and Sara& #39;s 2004 So Jealous to maximize my personal entertainment while Ada uses more whipits for I don& #39;t even know what.
She speaks to herself, "What are you doing Powers?" she wants to know.
Lesson: What thou taketh apart, thou must putteth back together.
Ada continues to plead with herself, "Powers, get it t o g e t h e r!"
It appears we will have several screws leftover after reassembling. Ada says "it& #39;s alright" though. I am skeptical.
After 4 hours of of fixing, it is not fixed.
Now I am allowed to call a mechanic.
Now I am allowed to call a mechanic.
