Fun with Crappy Equipment

I wonder if the same is true of my old washer (may it, you know).

http://www.theonion.com/content/from_print/old_dryer_abandoned_by_train?utm_source=onion_rss_daily

All smells must come to an end

So, I asked when the dudes were coming to replace our stinky washer of doom and take it into oblivion or some other such place. I figured I should be home when they dealt with it as is the custom with such things.

I asked during the school day, and the answer surprised me a bit. They already took care of it. We officially have a new washer that should work and doesn't smell like sulfurous hell-water. Of death.

Where did the old one go? I'd like to think it found a good home. At the bottom of a cliff. Or a shooting range. Or the dump. That works, too.