Dyson Ball DC25: Most Amazong Suction Ever!
"WHY won't this open?" asked The Husband.
He was grunting and struggling. He was in another room, but I could hear him from my front home office. He walked into it, moments later, carrying the detachable canister from our Dirt Devil upright vacuum cleaner.
"This won't open," he wailed. "I want to vacuum, but I am getting no suction. It needs to be emptied, and it won't open!"
I just looked at him with humor projecting from my face.
"This is why," I began, "we need to but a new vacuum cleaner. Just like I have been telling you for months!"
And I had been telling him for months that we needed to replace the cheap and lousy vacuum cleaner we had bought over two years ago. It didn't get all the dirt up. It was difficult to clean - and messy. It didn't work well on bare floors. And when you used it, it would leave an odor of burnt rubber in the air. (We don't know why it did this.)
The Husband is frugal (in a good way), and doesn't like to replace things too soon. He'll use something (jeans, tee shirts, gym bags, electric razors, jackets, vacuum cleaners, George Foreman grills that smoke when you plug them in) till it has completely fallen apart. He had now hit his "frustration max" with the vacuum cleaner... And he agreed to let me get a new one.
So I did. The very next day, after he left for a vacation with his parents in Florida.
I walked all the way to Best Buy and picked up the Dyson Ball DC25.
Have you seen the commercials for this thing? They make you go, "Holy shit! I want that!"
Additionally, I knew of at least four other people who had purchased this Dyson model. All were enthusiastically in favor of the thing...
I loved vacuuming!
Now, this love does not come cheap. This Dyson model sets you back just over $500. I could have gotten the Jimmy Choo Hunter Rain Boots AND a new pair of Lululemon Yoga Pants. But we needed proper suction more than we needed designer rain boots and ass-enhancing yoga pants.
He was grunting and struggling. He was in another room, but I could hear him from my front home office. He walked into it, moments later, carrying the detachable canister from our Dirt Devil upright vacuum cleaner.
"This won't open," he wailed. "I want to vacuum, but I am getting no suction. It needs to be emptied, and it won't open!"
I just looked at him with humor projecting from my face.
"This is why," I began, "we need to but a new vacuum cleaner. Just like I have been telling you for months!"
And I had been telling him for months that we needed to replace the cheap and lousy vacuum cleaner we had bought over two years ago. It didn't get all the dirt up. It was difficult to clean - and messy. It didn't work well on bare floors. And when you used it, it would leave an odor of burnt rubber in the air. (We don't know why it did this.)
The Husband is frugal (in a good way), and doesn't like to replace things too soon. He'll use something (jeans, tee shirts, gym bags, electric razors, jackets, vacuum cleaners, George Foreman grills that smoke when you plug them in) till it has completely fallen apart. He had now hit his "frustration max" with the vacuum cleaner... And he agreed to let me get a new one.
So I did. The very next day, after he left for a vacation with his parents in Florida.
I walked all the way to Best Buy and picked up the Dyson Ball DC25.
Have you seen the commercials for this thing? They make you go, "Holy shit! I want that!"
Additionally, I knew of at least four other people who had purchased this Dyson model. All were enthusiastically in favor of the thing...
- "The technology behind it is cool!"
- "It goes in any/every direction!"
- "It's easy to use!"
- "It sucks up EVERYTHING! It's orgasmic!"
I loved vacuuming!
Now, this love does not come cheap. This Dyson model sets you back just over $500. I could have gotten the Jimmy Choo Hunter Rain Boots AND a new pair of Lululemon Yoga Pants. But we needed proper suction more than we needed designer rain boots and ass-enhancing yoga pants.
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Cleanleness is next to godleness right?
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