Christine the Plymouth Fury -- meet Kristine, the Kirby.
The grungy little Kirby Sanitronic met his foster brother the Omega today, and had his first bath. Would you believe that damned Omega ran up and kicked me? At first, I was angry, and threatened military school. Then I realized what happened. I'd hooked up the buffer to the Omega then pushed the unit under my coffee table -- it's in portable mode, the small handle is attached, and the bag folded over and onto a hook at the back of the handle.
I sat down, spread my work tarp over my lap, and turned on the Omega. Twenty pounds of vacuum cleaner lunged at me!!! Right into my shin!!!!! OWWWW!!!! DAMN!!!!! WHY YOU GERIATRIC OVERPRICED VINTAGE PIECE OF SHHHHhhhhh..oh..., I see what happened...
*blush* When I turned it on, the bag inflated, pressing against the base of the coffee table -- firing the unit out from under the table! *shaking head*
Ought to be an honorable mention for a Darwin Award, dontcha think?
Limping along,
John
The grungy little Kirby Sanitronic met his foster brother the Omega today, and had his first bath. Would you believe that damned Omega ran up and kicked me? At first, I was angry, and threatened military school. Then I realized what happened. I'd hooked up the buffer to the Omega then pushed the unit under my coffee table -- it's in portable mode, the small handle is attached, and the bag folded over and onto a hook at the back of the handle.
I sat down, spread my work tarp over my lap, and turned on the Omega. Twenty pounds of vacuum cleaner lunged at me!!! Right into my shin!!!!! OWWWW!!!! DAMN!!!!! WHY YOU GERIATRIC OVERPRICED VINTAGE PIECE OF SHHHHhhhhh..oh..., I see what happened...
*blush* When I turned it on, the bag inflated, pressing against the base of the coffee table -- firing the unit out from under the table! *shaking head*
Ought to be an honorable mention for a Darwin Award, dontcha think?
Limping along,
John