Today I decided to put new drain baskets in our kitchen sink. This should, theoretically, be a pretty simple job. There's basically one big piece that screws into the rest of the basket and holds it in place. So unscrew it, put a little plumber's putty down, and screw in the new one. Easy-peasy, right? Well, thanks to the fine work of the house's previous owner (who I've bitched about previously, much to both of my readers' amusement) the drain baskets weren't just screwed in, they were also glued, complete with having all the threads on the basket being filled with glue. Yes, the same threads I was supposed to unscrew with. Ergo, they didn't unscrew as planned. I ended up having to use a hacksaw to cut them off. Of course the underside of the kitchen sink isn't the most convenient place to try to use a hacksaw so it totally sucked.
As with all my projects, there's a 3 trip to Lowe's minimum. And I always seem to get the same cashier during every visit . After the third time I stop in to buy some new tool or supply or whatever I figure the cashier must be thinking, "You have no fucking idea what you're doing, do you?"
The which the answer is, of course, "No. And do you sell Band-aids?"
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Why just use plumber's putty when you can glue everything in place? He must have been out of 3 inch nails.
My dad always says that every plumbing job starts with a full tank of gas.
zoe: That's the truth. And I live 3 minutes from the hardware store. I'm a sad excuse for a man. But I'm a pretty good wife. I guess you can't have everything.
I went to ACE five times during one plumbing job. The same lady helped me every time. The worst part was after she gave me what I asked for the fifth time she said "And you're going to need this next" She was right. I would have needed a sixth trip.
I would have finished that job in three minutes. By opening the yellow pages and looking under "plumber"
Then I'd go play video games.
1914: That's the worst part. It always seems to be a chick. My dick gets a little smaller every time. And I don't have a lot to work with.
limpy: That was Sylvia's suggestion as well. The both of you can shut the hell up. Now get me that band-aid. My knuckles are fucking killing me.
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