I have horrible luck when it comes to appliances. My last washing machine had a broken agitator. I had to go in, add soap and stir it with a broomstick for 15 minutes each cycle. I did this every time I did a load of laundry for 2 months. I must say though... I had amazingly buff arms by the time I replaced it. :D
Currently there is a machine downstairs that I was told is a washing machine. I don't believe them. As far as I can tell, it is a jet engine that also manages to toss water, soap and clothes around all the while leaking like a sieve. It is ridiculously loud... exactly like standing next to an airplane engine revving for take off. My four-year-old is convinced that when we go upstairs the washer flies around the basement of it's own volition and he refuses to go downstairs alone in case it comes after him.
The other day it started a brand new noise. There was a clanking along with the very loud whirring--by the time I went downstairs to check on it, it had flown it's last flight. Apparently I know what I will spend my winnings from Vegas on--a new washing machine. This time I plan to spend it on a regular engine... no more airplanes in the house thank you very much.
After reading the machine it's last rites, I came upstairs I went to make lunch. There was a pop and all of a sudden three of my four burners stopped working on my stove. That's right, I now have one working burner and it is a smaller one!
I don't know how my house became the place where appliances go to die, but I don't like it.