My apartment is ridiculously old. It is so dated, I can't even estimate how old the appliances and air conditioner are. Everything is ridiculously loud or entirely inefficient. The dishwasher sounds like a jet engine and isn't properly secured into the cabinetry. The air conditioner, similarly, is as loud as a utility-sized air compressor and, although it is tightly bolted in place, doesn't accurately reflect the temperature in my apartment. The stove, however, is the ultimate terrible appliance. Every single time I use it, my smoke detectors start screaming incessantly, despite my never having burned a single dish in this apartment. It is not uncommon to see both of them on my kitchen table, as I know I'll just have to take them off the wall and unplug them the next time I use the stove. After an hour or so of cooking tonight, part of which included roasting poblanos, these two life savers were summarily retired.
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