Had I known that as a plumber I could make $150 for 3 minutes of work, maybe I would have….oh hell, who am I kidding? I would throw up the first time I had to plunge out someone’s disgusting toilet. It’s bad enough doing ours. The point is, though, it sure would be nice to pull in a $3,000 an hour salary.
I had to call a plumber in today to clean out the drain in my daughter’s bathroom. Apparently she sheds hair like a big Yeti, and the last time she took a shower in there, the amount of time it took for the water to drain out could be measured in DAYS rather than minutes.
When I called to schedule the service, I was given a window of 2:00 – 6:00 pm. While I completely understand that every job is different and therefore it would be impossible to narrow down exactly what time someone will arrive at my door, I still wonder why plumbers and electricians and the like only schedule service Monday through Friday between 9am and 5pm. If you want them to come in the evening or on a weekend when the average person is HOME FROM WORK, well that will cost you double! And if you need them on a holiday, forget it! That will cost you your firstborn and a kidney.
Anyway, I was forced to comply with the demands of the evil Plumbing Empire if I ever wanted to have a functional shower again, so I left work at 1:30 pm to ensure that I would be home in time. I made it with 7 minutes to spare. Looking around my home, I decided that I would be embarrassed for someone that dealt with other people’s crap for a living to see it in its current condition, so I started tidying up a little. That being done, I had a little lunch and watched some TV.
Around 3:30 pm, I got a phone call from “Shelly” at the plumbing company. Apparently they were having a little ‘scheduling issue’ and had to send some extra guys over to a dig site before they lost their daylight, and she wanted to know if it would be ok to reschedule me for…TOMORROW. Um, no Shelly, that’s not ok with me. I left work 3 1/2 hours early today so that I could be here for this. As far as you are concerned, that means I am either missing out on 3 1/2 hours of pay, or wasting 3 1/2 hours of my sick time. (She doesn’t need to know that I worked almost 3 hours of overtime on Tuesday and that I also brought some work home with me today.) I let her know that they could come tomorrow if necessary, but it would have to be after I got home from work, because I would not be taking any more time off. I got a phone call about an hour and a half later – from someone other than “Shelly” this time – saying that the plumber was on his way.
Here’s where it gets disgusting…and if you have a weak stomach, you may not want to scroll down to the end of this blog. Within 3 minutes, the plumber had removed the drain plug (it’s one of those that screws on, and you push it down to close the drain) and with a pair of pliers pulled out a ball of hair that may very well be larger than Dinah. I’ll let you decide. Scroll down, if you dare!
That kids needs vitamins or something and EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Shave her head for goodness sake. Convince her its the new goth thing.
Believe me, I've tried. The only part she'll let me cut is her bangs.
She's just a growing girl. Can she help it that she was blessed with thick dark hair, and that the normal shedding of about 100 hairs a day eventually clogs up the drain? Considering that's the average hair loss, then I think that's a fairly SMALL pile of hair grunge!
Wormy!!!! You found Wormy!!!
I think she loses more than 100 hairs a day. Even the plumber was surprised by the amount of hair down there. Dave, I'm not sure you want Wormy back in this condition.
I'd take that wad of hair to the doctor's office and say “Is this Normal?”
I can dig it out of the trash for you, if you'd like. I don't think it's too bad, though, considering that's been building up over the 2 years that we've lived there.