I've just left a message on the washingmachine-man's voicemail. His cell is still off! And he wanted to get rid of the machine today, argh.
Suffer the death of a thousand dirty underpants, washingmachine-man!
Background story: shironuchan and me are busy moving into a flat, and this guy said he would give us his mother's(I think) washing machine/laundromatthing and that she was to call him back today, which is all well and nice except for the undeniable fact that he apparently forgot to turn his cell-phone on.