In a country where five minutes can mean anything from half an hour to a day, I wasn't expecting them to show up before six. No surprise when they called at 18:15 hr, to proudly announce they indeed had the stove for me and would come to the house. At eight o'clock I felt it got a bit late so I made a phone call to the shop and was promised it would be there in 15 minutes. Long story short: 20:45 hr the doorbell rang and in came my new stove. The man put the box down in the kitchen and told me he had no clue how to install the stove....
He would come back today with a mechanic. I asked what time he would be here and he said: "Any time ma'am, you say." So I suggested 9 am, hoping it would get him to show up before lunch time. "OK madam, no problem, you call me tomorrow at 10:00 o'clock to set a time."
This morning he arrived at 11 o'clock, alone...he would give it a try. He left again half an hour later to get a mechanic because it didn't fit.
I would like to point out that I had measured the old stove and made sure the new stove (of the same brand) was the same size. I also asked at least twice if it indeed was the same size. Just so you now it wasn't me being blond!
The mechanic came and figured out in two minutes that it indeed did not fit, so they set off to find a guy to cut a few millimetres from the marble.
An hour later the smoke detectors were beeping like mad, my kitchen was covered in a thick layer of dust (black marble still gives white dust) and I noticed the grinder had been powered by sticking two wires in the socket...but the stove fits!
Kavitha and I have been cleaning the kitchen for the better part of an hour to get rid of the dust, but like Cruijf said: "Every disadvantage has it's advantage.", my kitchen is spotless.
I went from this:
To this:
