I'm taking my sewing machine on a subway ride to Times Square to see Uncle Jimmy Sewing Machine Extrordinaire whose shop is nearby. I've roped in a young lad to carry it for me. Like a proper Christmas family outing. 😀
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Jimmy's address was a doorman building but the doorman did not tell us what floor to get off the elevator. Instead, he brought us out and around to a service entrance, through a kitchen, and pointed down some dark basement stairs. 'You'll find Jimmy down there,' he said. We followed a trail of sewing machines through the ages and creepy dressmaker dummies, and found, quite as you'd expect at the beginning of a fantasy movie, a little old man with glasses hunched over a work table.
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I called Jimmy again. He's had my machine for 31 days now. He can't find it. I'm going back to the basement to help look for it.
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@urbanfoxe Is this the sewing machine guy? The one where you posted about a while (probably 31 days ago) ago now?
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@CoachMark yup
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@urbanfoxe oof - wtf?
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@CoachMark I called about a week ago and he said he'd call back and never did.
It's ok. It's an adventure for today 😀
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@urbanfoxe I hope you can find it. Be safe.
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