Refrigerator Water Dispensers That Fail

Why does GE Profile put a water dispenser inside the refrigerator?

Today, I’d like to share with you two enormous annoyances: Agents who promise to send offers and do not, and GE Profile refrigerators with an interior water dispenser.

Until agents are holding a signed offer in their grubby little paws, agents should probably refrain from sending out emails or making phone calls to say they are sending over a purchase offer. Oh, I know that agents can get even more excited than their clients. They get caught up in their almost-there transactions. They get giddy. And then they share that giddiness. I know they want me to be as excited as they are, so I try, but the fact is I don’t feel as giddy as they do.

Because I know the truth. Maybe they’ll send an offer on that Sacramento home, maybe they won’t. Until I have received the offer, I don’t pass on this information to my sellers. Why? Why get their hopes up only to dash them? If every agent wrote an offer when promised, I’d have island guys rubbing my feet with palm oil as I sleep on the beach.

Speaking of sleeping, I woke up last night at 1:00 AM. My water bottle was not next to my bed. Probably because my husband put it in the dishwasher. I was way too sleepy to dig through the dishwasher looking for it. Instead, I got up, grabbed a glass from the kitchen cabinet and opened the door to the refrigerator.

Sure, GE Profile refrigerators seduce you with their clever marketing, low-energy ratings and pretty curved design. But my refrigerator has the water dispenser inside and not outside. To make matters worse, the button is covered, so, if you have long fingernails, it’s difficult to depress. I shoved my glass under it, maneuvered the door behind my back and pressed the button with my nail. I removed the glass, and the water continued to flow. The stinkin’ button was jammed.

I know now that if I need a large receptacle or pan in a hurry, it can’t be done. I hope an asteroid never hits my roof during a heavy Sacramento rainstorm. I had to dig through the cabinet to find a pan. This was after trying to fix the jammed button as the kitchen flooded. Water flowed all over my Marmoleum floor, which can’t get soaked. Well, not everybody in the Weintraub household gets to sleep. A bit of screaming his name brought my husband running. I don’t know what he did but he fixed it.

But I’m betting this won’t be the last time he leaves my water bottle in the dishwasher. And it won’t be the last time an agent promises she is sending me an offer and does not. Doesn’t matter; I am tough. After all, I’m a Sacramento Realtor.

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