A funny sewing story
I had a funny experience the other day. My daughter was trying to use my sewing machine, but little kids being little kids, was having a spot of trouble with it. I probably shouldn’t have left her unsupervised for the minute or so that I did–in that short amount of time she managed to get all sorts of fabric and thread hooked up in the foot, and my basket of fabrics was strewn all over the floor. But kids will be kids, as I said.
But my daughter, it turns out, is determined to become a world-class sewer–and in fact already thinks that she is. Rather than realising that she had made a mistake or two in her efforts to sew together a piece of fabric, she decided to blame the machine. And I guess given all the problems we’ve had with our computer, that’s not so surprising.
That is, of course, until I ended up with a whole bunch of missed calls from IT support companies on my phone. Yes, my daughter had been calling around asking for help in getting the sewing machine to work. I can’t help but wonder how many of them told her to turn it off and turn it back on again, or whether she’d called up the blue screen of death in her efforts to stitch together her patchwork dream!
Needless to say, they were surprisingly friendly, and everyone was trying to help out. If ever I need to call support again, I know where to go!
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