@glitterbag,
I used to have a Rainbow vacuum, too. I got it in 1988 I think. I paid $800.00 for it and used it for 17 years before black smoke started coming from it. Took it to town to where I remembered the regional manager for Rainbow sales had his office and training center for demonstrators. He was no longer in the Rainbow business. He told me he could fix my Rainbow, but said that I should consider buying a Water Matic Filter Magic vacuum that he was now in the business of selling. When he said he could fix my Rainbow, I said, "Good, cuz the blue has faded to almost nothing, and the rest of the colors don't quite reach the ground." He looked at me with a blank expression and then proceeded to demonstrate it for me.
It had more suction power, was all steel construction, and you never had to buy filters. And unlike the Rainbow, you didn't have to clean a water-separator with a toothbrush and fill the water reservoir with water to get it ready for use in an emergency. And he was going to give me $300.00 credit on the purchase if I turned my Rainbow over to him, which brought the price down to $1200.00 I hated to see it go. It was like my child. But I did it.
Of course, ever since then I have lived in fear of the day when out of nowhere that Rainbow would find its way back to me. I've envisioned that meeting and how it would go.
"Glennn, you son of a bitch. You abandoned me."
"No, Rainy, it's not like that at all."
"Bullshit ************. I was in the fuckin' room. I was RIGHT there!"
"Rainy, you don't understand. I was under a lot of pressure."
"What fuckin' pressure?"
"Could you tone down the profanity some, Rainy? That's some potty-mouth you've developed over the years."
"Potty mouth? Go **** yourself. After you abandoned me, that sales guy sold me to a dumbass broad with five kids and three dogs. When one of those fuckers **** on the floor--which was ALL the goddam time--guess who cleaned it up? That's right, yours truly! They didn't give a **** about me, but they gave me lots of **** to clean up. Now why don't you tell me about all the fuckin' pressure you were under the day you abandoned me."
"Well, if you will recall, it was just a few days before Christmas and I was going to have lots of guests. And that's when you malfunctioned. The parts you needed wouldn't have arrived until after Christmas. I had no choice."
"Yeah, well I got no choice either."
"Rainy! Put that gun away. Will killing me make you forget all about the years of all the dog and baby ****?"
"I don't know, Glennn. Let's find out."
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That probably won't happen, but . . . what if?
You're lucky. Yours was run over by a car, and permanently disabled.