It's a truth I hate to acknowledge. I don't like to call a plumber unless I have an emergency, so there were a few other little things that needed attention today.
The A. Brothers came this afternoon and for $125 I have:
- a non-leaking shower
- a free-running bathroom sink
- a working garbage disposal (although the plumbers pointed out it's a bum model)
- a kitchen sink finally bonded to the counter
- a reassurance that there is no need to remove the floor drain in the basement and re-do the floor
a fantastic story about a dog that bit one of the plumbers in the butt
and an old lady who tried to take down his pants to see if the bite
broke the skin. Really. Because plumbers need help lowering their pants…
At the time I blamed myself for all the difficulties, but I now believe it's true: the Insinkerator 444 is really the Dispose-all 666.
I'll call the plumbers again in the morning.