He's Not Heavy, He's My Bathroom Pipe Exploding
So it's 4 a.m. Saturday morning. We're asleep. Suddenly, huge bang, huge noise of rushing water coming from behind our bathroom wall. A pipe burst. Or actually, as we found out later, a steel cap exploded off a pipe.
Anyway, the lower-level apartment completely flooded. The NYFD had to be called. The main valve for water to the building had to be shut off. And you know what that means: absolutely no water in the building. Couldn't pee. Couldn't poo. Couldn't shower. Meanwhile, Kenny had to go to work at 7:30 a.m. for an unusual Saturday training session, so he was thrilled to be awake.
By midday Saturday we had water again, and the workmen are here right now to rebuild our bathroom wall.
And how was your weekend?
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