1925 Bungalow Blues, verse 27.
We had all the faucets set to fast drip...except for the kitchen sink, which is right against the outside wall. So, no running water in the kitch this morning. Hey, we got these space heaters! One under the sink, one in the basement, what could possibly go wrong?
(fast forward a few hours)
Hey, the faucet is starting to drip just a bit! Hooray! But, what's that strange sound coming from the basement?
(cut to basement shot)
Why, it's the Bellagio fountains! Beautiful! Hot steamy water just pouring down the wall. Picturesque in its own horribly messy way. Quick! move all the laundry stuff, drag the junky rug out of the way. How to stop the water? Who were the plumbers we used before?
Yelp to the rescue! I just started speed dialing thru the list, leaving messages, texts, asking for a plumber TODAY. My wife comes home after braving the weather to perform her canine mobility and support work in the sub-zero arctic conditions. Oh great!
We BOTH start calling every plumbing number we can find.
About an hour into the telethon, I get a call back!
(angelic choir singing Hosanna!)
I'm sending my guy Vinny. He'll be there in an hour.
(slightly over an hour later)
Vinny and his buddy Henry made it here and fixed not 1, not 2, but THREE burst pipes. It's a temp fix, and they're coming back on Saturday to make it all nice and spiffy again.
THANK YOU ALL STAR PLUMBING!