Friday, 16 December 2011

Thermador of Death.

Remember when they told you if you left your straightener turned on all day it would burn your life down?

 Welll, this is the contraption that is supposed to heat my apartment. It's called a THERMADOR.


The only difference I see between the straightener and the Thermador is that the former has nice, enclosed, flat heated surfaces while the latter has blazing, smoldery, flammable coils of death.

Also, the latter is a permanent fixture in my bathroom. 

While I am quite confused at the logic behind the Thermador, the fact that it saves me from the freezing cold of un-insulated walls means I have no intentions of quitting it. Please wish me luck, as I am quite over house fires and would hate to repeat this

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