"Two and a half hours?" asked Rebecca. I nodded, silently. I was going on about my washing machine, at our group meeting. It made a change from me talking about lying on my sofa-bed eating chocolate, which was last week's monologue. Anyway,
"Are you sure there isn't a quick wash cycle?"
"Forty five minutes, ours takes," piped in Rob, further down the table.
"See, that would be more like it!" I said, clicking my fingers. "Well," I went on, answering Rebecca's initial question, "There is an Express Wash button..."
"...And?"
"I haven't tried it yet."
Everybody groaned. See, that's the problem when people join conversations half way through. It made it look like I was complaining about something I could have done something about.
Although, actually, the more I think about it, that was pretty much what was happening anyway. I'd started the conversation by saying, out loud, "Can you believe my washing machine takes two and a half hours to complete a cycle?"
I've only got myself to blame really.
Then, today I found this quote on Twitter by someone called Steve Keating. I've no idea who Steve Keating is but he said this (apparently):
"I've never seen a problem that was solved by only complaining about it."
You're quite right, Steve. I'm off home to push the Express Wash button.
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