As if seeing 5:30 am wasn’t hard enough on me after a week of being on vacation and then another week of five half-hearted and unsuccessful attempts at dragging my ever growing behind to the gym, this morning when I finally said enough is enough and got out of bed... My toilet decided to explode. I flushed, turned around, and stood frozen and wide eyed as Niagara Falls POURED out of the back pipe that ideally should have been connected to the toilet yet apparently was no longer. I have never seen that much water, that quickly, with that much velocity. As I stood there dumbfounded, there was a tiny split second, before I realized that it had stopped, when I could feel nothing short of sheer panic. It truly sounded like the river wild in my bathroom. I thought I had explained this correctly to my super... Pipe in the back detached, exploded... Water... Everywhere. Yet when he arrived with his plumber? friend, before I knew what they were up to, they flushed the toilet and I had to experience the whole thing again. He just stared at me laughing, while standing in an inch of toilet water,... and traumatized as I was... All I could manage was “guess I should have told you not to do that...”
After this and my shower woes last year... I think I should seriously consider getting flood insurance, or some swimmies...
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
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Did Meryl Streep and Kevin Bacon come outta there too?!?
It's a funny coincidence that happened to you, because my roomie's radiator almost blew up in my face last night. He accidentally turned the heat too high and I guess the pressure was too much for our ancient pipes. It was spewing steam and hot water, but luckily my Italian genetics took over and gave me the power to fix it.
hey, maybe you can set up a whole whitewater rafting trips right in your own bathroom!! must bring your own raft!!
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