The quip of the week goes to Alan, for his story of adventures with Roto Rooter. It reminds me of a time I was cleaning my old apartment…I wiped off the bathroom counter, and for reasons I don’t fully understand, dropped the paper towel into the toilet and flushed as I moved to cleaning the tub. Well, you guessed it. The toilet overflowed…plugged up by the paper towel. As the water hit my feet, I rushed to get across the bathroom to the linen cabinet.
BAM! I slipped, fell flat on my back into a puddle of toilet water. On my knees, I reached behind the toilet to turn off the main valve. I used EVERY SINGLE towel I had to soak up the mess. Now, I didn’t have a washer and dryer in this apartment, so I took the giant trash bag full of wet towels to a friend’s place in the complex, washed the soppy towels, and returned to find ANOTHER mess. The wall valve had popped off and water was trickling out of the pipe. Bathroom flooded, hall carpet soaked. My freshly laundered towels had to be soiled again.