I don't know if it's the summer heat, hormones or the ever expanding grey patches in my beard that have me getting emotional over older appliances.
For the past 15 years I've ran service calls across four counties working on the newest of the new domestic appliances, seeing the evolution of all the major brands. Graduating from clipboard to laptop to Ipad. Attending factory service training constantly as instructors introduce one groundbreaking new design after another.
Now, in my present position with a much smaller territory and hardly any warranty service calls, I'm seeing products that years ago I swore I would never see again.
Last week a customer came into the store wanting to buy a new Whirlpool dryer. As usual I ask what kind of dryer he had. He says he has a coffee colored Kenmore dryer that wasn't heating. He says too old to fix but I say "Well, it's not a Lady Kenmore so it's old but not too old. Let me check it out for you." Scheduled a service call and checked it the next day. Unit had a full chrome control panel with a light up face. Solid built. No thermal cutouts or blower fuse. A manly man's dryer. Slapped a new 4391960 element in and dryer is fixed. Lost a dryer sale but gained a customer for life.
Today, I had a belt driven Whirlpool washer with a bad timer. Timer NLA and about the only thing still available for these is the wig wag and belt. Wound up selling them a used direct drive and brought the belt drive back to the shop. As I was putting it out for scrap I was overcome with sadness. I swear if I could have gotten away with it I would have given it a Native American funeral, laying it across a couple of wooden pallets and lighting it on fire.
Maybe in a couple of years I'll feel the same way about the VMW washers. Nah.