Et tu, Conair?

[cleolinda]

"I'm going out to buy a hair dryer," announces my mother. "Be right back."

"Did the old one break?"

"Well, it caught on fire."

"WHAT? WHEN?"

"Just now. Yeah. Six-inch flames shooting out the back. Good thing I was almost done anyway."

The icon is a fairly good approximation of my face at that moment.

Comments

[entropy-and-me.livejournal.com]

My mom had this same problem once, although I don't remember the brand of hair dryer. I just remember she came to me holding it and asked "Does your hair dryer ever spit sparks at you?" It was sort of like, "does yours have that feature, too, or did I just buy the upgraded one?" I assured her that was probably a sign of the end of the hair dryer's life cycle.