Cosima Underwater

The evening before Mother’s Day we went out to buy a new washing machine. Since my last rant, our old one has continued her cranky behavior, and we decided that Diva has to go rather sooner than later. We did some salivating over a manly Miele, but decided against buying one. Firstly because of the high price, secondly because of the high price, and thirdly because our washing machine has to stand on a partially open kitchen balcony. With Hong Kong’s high humidity, it would be the equivalent of buying a Rolls Royce and then letting it rot curbside at the wrong end of town, instead of parking it in a garage.

So we bought a Korean washing machine instead. It’s cheap and they give extended warranty. Three years for the entire machine, and even five for the motor. I think they learnt from selling cars that that’s a pretty successful strategy to crack the market.

And then look at the advertising…

How could a girl not want a washing machine by Samsung? Look what’s included in the price! When sweaty t-shirts, smelly socks, and dirty underwear stack up to the ceiling, a gorgeous prince will arrive on a white horse with flowing mane. He will take the girl into his arms, and assure her that everything will be alright. He will sort the mountain of dirty clothes, according to color and recommended temperature…

When the first load is in the machine, he will make coffee. And while the girl looks pretty next to her washing machine, he will whip up a quick but delicious dinner. When all is said and done, the prince will take the girl by the hand and lead her to the two chairs on the beach. They will gaze into the sunset and live happily ever after.

So, after daydreaming a little carefully weighing all the pros and cons, I said “Let’s buy this Korean wonder machine!”

I even got a free Mother’s Day gift.

It’s no ordinary cushion… oh no! It vibrates :D!