Last night we were at Lowe’s picking up supplies for a compost heap, and we happened by the appliance section (we’re always looking for a gas stove that might be damaged/marked down). So, with the help of our nice appliance salesman named Steven, we were inspecting a beautiful gas range. I noticed that the oven door, upon closing, made a loud squeaking/chirping noise.
I said, “Wow, that could drive me crazy.”
Steven (looking over at our children, who were opening every fridge door, swinging from the handles, sticking their heads in the front-loading washers, etc.) politely replied, “Ma’am, you have four children. This stove is not going to win that race.”