The Stove Saga Continues

If you’ve  been following the blog, you’ll know we had a breakdown and ordered a new stove… and then just continued to have additional breakdowns because getting a stove delivery is apparently a positively hellish experience.

Via Just Memes

We got it ordered and the delivery date was scheduled for Friday of the same week (last Friday).  Awesome, right?

Awesome until the stove arrived anyway, because it was the wrong frickin stove.  Right box, wrong stove.  WTF?  It wasn’t ever the right color OR model! It seemed like one of the those “you had ONE job to do” situations.  So the stove went back, and our old one came back in after they had already hauled it out onto the truck.

And then the oven pilot wouldn’t light.  And the delivery company never got back to us about when we would get the RIGHT stove.  I called Home Depot after I got home from work and they said they would try and get in touch with the delivery company and also try and get a tech out to fix our existing oven.

Then there was no word until Saturday evening which basically said they still didn’t know anything (and no word about a possible tech).  While I respect the fact that they followed up with us, this was not the news I wanted to hear.  This conversation then rapidly went downhill (oh yes,  it keeps going) when the guy I was talking with offered the following options.

  1. Google what was wrong with our current stove (how about it’s old and something got jarred/broken when it was moved in and out of the house?)
  2. Come into the store and pick up an in-stock stove that is nothing like the one we ordered (other than it was white and gas but was otherwise missing every feature we wanted) and also a significantly cheaper model AND haul it home ourselves with no word on how our old stove would be hauled away.

Basically I got off the phone and was furious.  While I like Home Depot, I very much do not like that they contract out their delivery which leaves them pretty incapable to sort out problems for their customer.

Monday evening we still didn’t have an update on delivery so I called the store again! I got some manager this time (probably should have insisted on that the first time around because I think the first guy was just out of his depth) who proceeded to tell me that the earliest delivery date would be this Friday, a week after our originally scheduled delivery.

Ok, fine.  Matt was already going to be home that day anyway, but that was because we were leaving that afternoon to go visit family.  So I said we would need to have the stove before 3 that day and was told there was no way they could guarantee that.


That’s most of the frickin day!  How can you have  system that wouldn’t even let you add comments? I was steadily freaking out at this point because with travel and meetings the next day that would work for us would be next Wednesday and we still had no working oven.

At this point I will say the manager I was speaking too kicked it up a notch.  She called the delivery company the next day to explain the situation, then called me to assure me they would get us the stove by 3 and if we weren’t given a delivery window in the right time frame (because apparently the route is computer generated *headdesk*) to call her on her cell phone and she’d sort it out with the delivery company.


I was getting ready to post this when Matt’s phone rang.  It was GE calling to tell us there was a problem with the delivery, i.e. it would not be happening.  Something in their system was wrong somehow so no stove for us tomorrow.  We had even gotten a call earlier in the day (finally!) confirming our delivery window.  WTF????

Now we are not scheduled to get the stove until next Wednesday–a week and half after we were supposed to get it!  Plus, we’ve had no functioning oven for nearly a week now because of this whole debacle.  I’ve spent the last few hour periodically giggling to myself in that oh-dear-god-what-else-can-possibly-go-wrong sort of way because this is starting to feel a bit surreal.

Buying a car was way less of a headache.  Matt mentioned that we’re still paying off the car but at least the stove is fully paid for.  Yeah, but we fully paid for a stove that we don’t even have yet!

Combating Sexism One Baby Shower Card at a Time

Everyone else has already done it, so I suppose it’s time for me to weigh in on the Great Target Gendered Labeling Debate of 2015.

I have no problems with pink and blue versions of different toys.  I don’t think that liking pink and sparkles and Barbies is a sign that your daughter will not grow into a strong, independent woman. Hell, I loved my Barbies and My Little Ponies when I was little and today “girls’ nights” with my friends typically consist of discussions of politics, feminism, science, and books (that and booze, obviously).

What I do have a problem with is labeling things as gender specific when the only possibly gendered aspect is the color.

For example, cards (also Building Sets vs Girl Building Sets, but this is really about my breakdown in the card aisle)

I was at Target looking for a birthday card and baby shower card. For the record, I hate shopping for baby shower (and wedding) cards.  They’re usually ungodly sappy or cutesy which I just cannot get behind. As I was prowling the cards looking for something not absolutely nauseating (and not $10+ because come on Papyrus, your stuff is gorgeous, but let’s be real, it’s a card, it will probably get thrown out in under a week) I started noticing the labeling. There were “Boy Birthday” cards that appeared to be labeled as such purely because they were blue.

Sorry, that’s not a “Boy Birthday” card, that’s just a birthday card.  I can understand labeling the cards “boy” or “girl” if the writing in the card in gender specific, but not just because the card itself has flowers or dinosaurs on it. People are generally smart enough to pick out a color/pattern suitable for whatever their kid likes (and maybe their daughter/niece/whoever happens to like dinosaurs, or maybe their son/nephew/whoever happens to like pink).

I also have a beef with unequal equivalent merchandising. This example has been making the rounds and it’s unfortunate for a number of reason.  1) You want your preschooler dating?  Creepy much? and 2) Why can’t a girl be a future super hero? It’s not like there have never been female super heroes (Storm, Wonder Woman, Black Widow… there was even a female Robin). I’m not even terribly bothered if the girl “equivalent” is just a pink version of the same thing.  It’s mildly eye-roll worthy,  but I get that a lot of little girls really do like pink and if your little girl doesn’t, well then get her the non-pink “boy” version.  Is she happy? good.  Are you happy? good.  Does anyone else’s opinion remotely matter here? no.

The shower card I ended up with was this cute little onesie-with-a-cape cutout saying “super cute.” Since the proud parents-to-be are having a Wonder Woman themed nursery* and had a super hero themed shower invite it seemed perfect. The problem? The inside was all “congrats on your new baby boy” and there was no “super cute” girl’s card.

So I bought the damn card.  For a baby girl shower because fuck that, girls can be super heroes too!

Luckily Photoshop (or really any text editing program + a printer) is a great tool for subversion.


Seriously, would it have been so terribly difficult to make the inside text gender neutral?** Not that I think every single product needs to be gender neutral, but text inside the vast majority of cards? Easy-peasy. And since most cards suck anyway you’re not even really losing anything (plus cards are sort of designed to be written in so if you keep the printed text simple the buyer can customize, and gender-ify, all they want).

And in closing, a comic on sexism, since this goes far beyond gendered marketing, and the issues don’t only affect women.


*Which I think is both awesome and badass

**And I’m totally counting “hero” as gender-neutral and not worrying about “heroine” because that’s just splitting hairs at this point. Just like actor vs actress or painter vs…. oh wait. Matt did suggest the title of accountrix to one of my (female) CPA friends and I do actually think that one’s a winner.