We just got a brand new washing machine today – it’s brilliant, and we got a good deal too.
So. We should be happy.
And we are, but…
…but we made the mistake of reading the manual.
But then I spotted a manual in the glove box, and as I leafed though, I read of fabulous features – and when I checked out my car – no sign. Then I noticed the manual was for the range of car models, and described all the things the top of the range models had. And I didn’t.
I was gutted. Look at all the things I could have had!
And so to this very day. The washing machine manual described features (such as pet hair removal), that our new machine didn’t have. I pouted and flounced and huffed and puffed. Even though we do not have hairy pets (just fish).
This. This is why (famously) men do not read instructions.