Today two guys knocked on my door, came in and grabbed my clothes dryer, and then walked out. I didn't say anything, they didn't say anything, it was a pretty quick event.
It's been broken for about a week, and last Friday I asked my housing liaison for some help to see if I could get a repair guy out to look at it. He let me know that they would have to take it to find out what is wrong.
I do laundry a lot, don't ask, so I checked to see how long my dryer would be gone. "A week?" I asked. "Maybe more." "Two weeks?" "Maybe. Maybe a month if it's difficult. Maybe a long time."