All the white goods in my kitchen - brand new 3 years ago replacing my ancient, shabby appliances that, with hindsight, were so much better. I have such nostalgia for the days when you could turn a knob, and it worked.
The induction hob should be instantly responsive but nine times out of ten I can’t get the right section to react and I’ve turned another pan up or down and forgotten what it was originally set to.
The oven fan hums loudly so it looks and sounds like it’s working but actually needs an ever changing sequence of morse code to actually turn on. I’ve had to throw away food, when I’ve come back to check a chicken and realised it’s been sitting in a cooling oven for the last 40 minutes instead of cooking.
The washing machine and dryer seem to think it’s optional whether they’ll do laundry. It can take the dryer up to 20 seconds to start and you just have to stand there waiting to see if it’s decided to cooperate today.
Everything beeps identically and at the start I wouldn’t know if the dishwasher was finished or the fridge was open or the pasta pot had over boiled a tiny bit and the hob was shutting itself down for safety concerns. The freezer goes berserk if you take longer than 15 seconds to put the shopping in, but remains smugly mute if the door is left oven a centimetre, which happens when the dc don’t shut the ice cream drawer fully. On the microwave setting, the oven beeps blue murder if it isn’t attended to at once, but limits itself to just two discreet beeps for the oven timer and then merrily burns the dinner if you were out of the room for those two seconds.
The washing machine has a countdown timer that bears no relationship to reality. You might think you should hang on for two minutes to switch the wash over, but you could be there for twenty minutes or 30 seconds.
Everything does unnecessary high tech stuff with Bluetooth and WiFi: the nespresso machine tells tales to dh about my coffee habit and robot hoover sends pathetic SOS messages from the living room on the rare occasions it gets that far, not that you’d know it looking at the carpet.
Spent a bloody fortune, and was grateful to be able to, but I really miss my 1990s appliances.