Have you ever used a snow blower before? Yeah, me either.
Today, however, there was just too much snow to shovel myself out, and I needed back up. The parentals have a snow blower, but its only ever used by my dad because its gigantic (too big in my opinion for our laneway). But he was at work. I did my best to shovel out, ran my errands and came home around lunch in hopes my mother might know how to operate said machine. Nope. So together we tried.
I thought the “Push to Start” button would be a good place. And it was, after we realized it needed to be plugged in to jump start it. Right, then I had to switch gears and whatnot. Clearly labeled by a turtle at one end and a rabbit at the other. Much like the lawnmower. Okay, I think I get this. And this other weird joystick controls the way the snow blows. Right, now lets push it into the snow.
The engine was on, the switches (that I could see) were turned on…and yet nothing. It was so anticlimactic. So we turned it off and continued shoveling, and it wasn’t so bad. Machines are overrated, anyway. Yet I’m sure we’ll get a lesson in how to use it later on.