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Wait, what’s that vile, musty, inescapable smell? Hush my friend don’t worry about that it’s just the last issue of Plugged.
We all have enemies. And if you say you don’t, then either you haven’t thought about it enough or you are a dirty liar. I? I have lots. A real contradictory smorgasbord. But, today, I’m here to talk about just one: mold.
Yes my friends I’m at war with mushroom.
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This is not the first time that I have thrown hands with multicellular filaments, far from it in fact. I have lived in many places overrun by my fiery enemy, you name one place, and I can answer “mold” after that all night long.
But… this particular case is different, different enough to make me want to put on sunglasses and say “it’s personal” in a low voice because it’s both different and personal – because it just happened. in the apartment I clean.
Like any real landowner worth his salt, allow me to pull this silk dress off my shoulders and paint you a picture of the situation.
The mold only appears in one place: the chamber. There is a wall in there. It is about 3 meters long, 90% of which is covered by windows. Below the threshold is a radiator running along its entire length.
To put it another way, we just drove the wet bus into the city of condensation.
For a long time, I did not notice anything abnormal. But before you can say “DON’T OPEN THIS GIANT HORSE, TROJANS, ONLY ONE MIND WILL SEND A GIFT LIKE THIS.” IN FACT, WHO WAS THE DECISION TO BRING IT HERE!?! »There were two corners where my fungal nemesis (Nemeses?) Had settled in.
I tried to beat it using some good old fashioned elbow grease (AKA Rub and Spray), but it always skyrocketed with no worries in the world. Proof, if you needed to, that “good, old-fashioned” is just another way of saying “crap and waste of time”.
Fortunately, I turned to something that has never let me down: the concept of gadgets. I bought a dehumidifier. This dehumidifier:
Because we’re all busy, I’m not going to walk you through how dehumidifiers work – mostly because I don’t really know. Would I try some kind of black magic?
I’m also not going to discuss the actual unit I have in detail (I have to put a sock on it at night because a brain genie covered it with glowing green LEDs), but I will say this: I would kill for my dehumidifier. Honestly try to get him out of my house and see what happens.
Since the arrival of the dehumidifier, the mushroom didn’t dare show his spotty face in my house – he hit the disgusting bottom of the mold.
And, my friends, I can’t tell you how good it feels. I conquered the mold, rigged its spores, and sent mushrooms back to hell where it came from. They say your enemy’s enemy is your friend, but it’s more than that. The dehumidifier is now family – and I would die for it.
Proof, once and for all, that any problem can – and probably should – be solved with a very specific gadget. Now let’s see if consumerism can defeat my next enemy: depression.
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Published March 22, 2021 – 14:06 UTC