My
mother-in-law had a Singer electric sewing machine that she used every once in
a while to make curtains or mend clothes. One day, she went to use it, and it didn’t work. She fiddled with all
of the buttons and knobs, but nothing. So she took it to the Singer shop to
have them look at it. The technician plugged it, and the sewing machine
immediately started working. After a few more humoring questions from them and
a few more adamant protestations from my MIL, she left the shop sewing machine
in tow, and the technician thinking he was dealing with a crazy woman.
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