PX:8, Team Fowler:0

Hey there,

I wanted to share the humorous, yet frustrating story of the battle between us and the PX (Post Exchange). Chris and I have been getting the apartment in order trying to make the apartment our home and have gone to the PX several times to get supplies. In short: the PX is kicking our butts. Here is how the fight has gone so far:

Round 1: The "stainless" steel utensils we bought rusted.

Round 2: One broken cake plate in the china we bought. (Couldn't be returned because I already gave the receipt to return the utensils)

Round 3: Mop breaks 15 minutes into cleaning the floors for the whole apartment (luckily I also purchased a huge back up sponge...I'll give myself half a point for that one)

Round 4: The electric drill we bought to hang curtains is just that: the drill, with no drill bits.

Round 5: After buying the drill bits and plugging the drill it sparks, then smokes! (we decided to use a screw driver instead--which Chris got charged twice for! *sucker punch*)

Round 6: Chris plugs a surge protector into the wall and that too sparks, then smokes.

So if you at home are adding it up, its more like PX:7, Team Fowler: .5 but you get the idea...

Luckily, I'm married to the most patient, calm, cool and collected man I have ever met! So, instead of getting angry, we just laugh, shrug our shoulders and move on.... <3