Fridge of Doom

Yesterday Jared and I went to get a fridge we saw on craigslist. But first we had to pick up a dolly from Home Depot to move the thing. Unfortunately the people at Home Depot are all stupid and let people return dollys broken and with underinflated tires. So we picked the least crappiest from the pile (which was $60, over half the cost of the fridge), and went on our way. Got to the place, managed to get the fridge from the apartment all the way to my truck without killing ourselves or destroying said machine. Go to start my car… nothing. Battery’s dead. Sit there for 40 minutes waiting for AAA. Confirms my battery is crap, jumps me. Find an AutoZone, they refuse to install a new battery because it’s dark outside. And apparently they don’t go outside at night in Van Nuys. Stop, look around, yeah, fuck, Van Nuys is shitty. Drive home, unload fridge while car’s running. Search for other open auto parts places, all closed. Find another AutoZone in NoHo. These guys agree to come outside at night. Install my battery, drive home, shoot self in face.

5 comments on “Fridge of Doom”

  1. sooo…. you have a fridge now?!!! does that mean you guys are gonna be all cute and cook for each other? I would love that. I can donate aprons to the cause.

  2. that's a lie i actually have no aprons… don't know why i said that.

  3. This, under no circumstances, means we will cook. This just means we can store lots of frozen crap to microwave. Yeah!!

  4. A battery install? A delayed child with a missing arm could do that, man! C’mon, sir! Congrats on the Fridge of Doom. Find any cancer-granting buttons inside yet?

  5. I lacked the necessary tools, otherwise it wouldn’t have been a problem.

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