Thursday, June 16, 2022

The Continued Coverage of Hick

Hick is still at it, taking care of problems created by other people who THINK they know what they're doing, but have no idea.
Again, he was at the other middle of nowhere, working at Back-Creek Neighbor Bev's new used house. I forget his original purpose there that day. Perhaps running some electrical lines in the basement, or perhaps water lines. Also advising Bev and Nick to get a professional waterproofing company down there, rather than just painting the walls with water repellent. 
Anyhoo... Hick was stopped at the kitchen door by a new refrigerator. Bev wanted a gas-powered refrigerator, so she can live off-the-grid if the power goes down. But she was frantic that day, because "The refrigerator won't fit in the house!"
The fridge was sitting on the back porch, which had been enclosed to make a room. This must have been common back in the day, since both my grandpa and grandma had these rooms at the back of their houses, just off the kitchen. 

"I don't know what you're talking about, Bev. That refrigerator will fit. I measured it. Your door is 31 and 1/4 inches wide, and the refrigerator is 30 and 1/2 inches. There's 3/4 inch to spare!"

"Well, we tried to move it in, and it won't fit!"

"How did you and Nick get it this far? I know it got delivered to your neighbor."

"We took the truck over and loaded it with the dolly. Then drove it here and unloaded it. We didn't have any trouble getting it in the back door. Nick pulled the dolly up the stairs, and I stayed at the bottom and pushed."

"Yeah. That back door is 36 inches. And that's a good dolly, with the strap. Why can't you get it in THIS door?"

"It's not big enough!"

Hick measured again, and in doing so, saw a latch that was sticking out from the door frame. Like to put a padlock on. He and his buddy pulled out the four nails holding the latch, took it off, then moved the refrigerator in.

Another problem solved by Hick.


  1. Aha! The latch! Never discount the space taken by the latch. when I moved in here, the dolly-wheeler gouged out a strip of paint on the bathroom door when moving my washing machine in. I thought he'd been careless, but then discovered that particular doorway is 14cm narrower than the other three.

    1. I'm surprised that Bev and Nick didn't notice what was keeping their fridge from going through the door. At least Nick didn't chop the opening larger with an axe!

  2. I'm still scratching my head over a gas fridge. What kind of mileage does it get?

    1. Heh, heh! I'd be afraid the exhaust might be a killer.