So, Lloyd and I are back from a wonderful weekend with his family at Heit’s Point. He didn’t get much sleep all weekend so he’s zonked out now. I’m sure he’ll want to do a recap later this week, so I’ll just tell you a little story about emergency plumbing repair.
Lloyd and I stay with Sam and Rachel in the Gospel Hostel – a building divided into four large bunkrooms. Early Sunday morning, our bunkroom’s toilet was clogged (thankfully with just paper), and there was no plunger to be found.
I am Chief Toilet Unclogger at school, but with no plunger, we were in a pickle. I’m not fond of the coat hanger method, because, well – ew. So, I filled up the small wastebasket several times with water from the shower and dumped it in. It made most of the paper go down, but it was still clogged.
I just needed something to blast some air down the hole. I thought about cutting the top off a bottle, but couldn’t find one that was empty enough. I did have a can of Pringles, though! Chips out, can in (open end down).
A firm squeeze – only bubbles.
Jam it in there, Lauren!
Squeeze! Whoosh! Crisis averted.
I hope you haven’t been eating breakfast, because this was a really gross story.