Drain clogged. Sink leaking. Can't use dishwasher. Tempers frayed. Roomie's boss being dick. ("Is this an emergency?" "How would you describe standing water on the kitchen floor?" "Well, you need to come in.") Plumbers en route, maybe. Sometime before noon (they say).
I haven't had this much fun since I got my wisdom teeth pulled.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
8 comments:
Sorry, I know how that is. By the way, did you remember that yesterday was your blogs 3rd anniversary?
...it's a diversion...lookout for navy seals in yor main sewer line...or black ops dressed as tardy plumbers.
Plumbers for a sink clog? Seems like overkill to me. But then way back when I was lowly ass't mgr of a bank branch, I fixed a commode problem in the ladies rather than go through the hassle and inconvenience of getting either a plumber or "facilities management" to fix it.
The ladies appreciated their not having share the gents as well. Not that I ever got any credit for doing more than I should have.
The clog in question is down in the ancient 2" galvanized gray water line in the basement that needs to go anyways.
If you're looking for serious dental fun, try root canal. Or LeFort 1.
That sucks. Maybe you didn't chew up the Troofer enough before you put him down the garbage disposal. Or maybe he's just so stubborn that he shape-shifted into a 2" turd to clog your drains just to piss you off.
When I had my wisdom teeth removed (all 4 at the same time) it WAS fun!! The dentist gave me some really good pain meds. I could stare at the ceiling and find it amusing.
"I haven't had this much fun since I got my wisdom teeth pulled. "
Why Tam! I would have figured that someone with your background would have said "... since the hogs ate my little sister."
And for future reference, whenever asked about emergencies/standing water, always add 4-6 inches to the actual level.
Post a Comment