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It’s only a vacuum cleaner

April 11, 2016 by ds83473@gmail.com

On Thursday I drove out to the far east side and traded in my old Miele Flamenco for a new one – a Jasper C2.

Old vacuum

Old vacuum

New vacuum

New vacuum

My mom bought me the red Miele when she lived with me, which was from 2000 until she died in 2004, so I estimate it’s at least 14 years old. I had gone out to the vacuum cleaner store the Saturday before, the funny snow squally day, and talked to a (kind of dippy, but nice) saleslady with an (I think) Irish accent. She didn’t think there was a vaccum for me in the store, so she ordered one for me. On Monday another guy from the store called and said I should come out and look at the C2 Jasper. The sticking point is that it’s got a HEPA filter which costs $50 to replace. It’s also smaller and lighter than the old one, but a more powerful engine.

So I bought it, with a trade-in rebate for the old one of $45. My last conversation with the salesman was about how his 18-year-old Flamenco still worked great, and that I didn’t have to pay $50 to replace the HEPA filter after 750 hours of vacuuming. Instead I can go out there and buy a little basket for five bucks, and put in the same little piece of filtering material that I cut out and stuck into the old one – the sheets of material come with the bags. It’s like interfacing.

When I got back to work, it was all I could do to stop myself from going back and asking for my old one back. I mean my Mother bought it for me. Still, I should be looking at it as a sign of maturity, right? That at the great age of 60 I bought my own vacuum cleaner, and stopped using the one my mom bought for me. I must’ve got all nostalgic because to drive out to the vacuum cleaner store, I had to go past two places (well, the turn off for one on the way out, and one on the way back) I used to live, and the supper club house. And I also went past all these places where they were ripping down old ugly strip malls and commercial property and putting up new stuff. So, I calmed myself down and didn’t go – it’s only a vacuum cleaner, right? And I don’t need two. The next morning, I tried out the new one, and felt much better.

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