Doug the Plumber

So Sunday was fun for Doug. He is not a handy man because he has never had to be. So now that we own our own home, he has to be because if something breaks we have to fix it. There is no maintenance man to call and I am not paying someone hundreds of dollars to fix something that costs $5. (Unless it is way over our heads and we have no choice but to over pay someone who will do a half-a** job.)

So Sunday morning (12:30 am to be exact) we get home to see a small stream flowing from our water meter box in the ground. Yay! We called the water company when we woke up and they came out to take a look at it. And that's all they did. Look. The guy claimed that it was not a water dept. fix and that is was on us. He even said it looked like someone ran over it. Question: How can you run over a pipe that is a foot under the ground? Answer: You Can't! The guy proceeded to tell Doug to call a plumber and that it would be $200 to fix.

Now Doug was already having a GREAT morning. He took my car to get it washed because there was a wad of gum on my car door and an inch of grass and dirt thanks to my work's lawn care guys (that's a whole nother story in itself!). The first place was closed, the second place was closed, so he went back to the first b/c they opened sooner. They were able to get the gum off but not the layers of grass and dirt on the front so Doug took it to a "do-it-yourselfer" so he could scrub the front bumper. When he came home from doing all of that is when the water guy showed up.

Doug came in fuming. He was ready to call the Homeowners Association and give them a piece of his mind. Thanks to crappy plumbers we were about to be out $200+. I talked him into calling our neighbor, Lamar, before calling anyone. Doug explained to him what happened and Lamar was like, "Oh that's easy. Let's ride to Low's." And you guessed it, it was not that easy. They tried to glue the pipes back together but it didn't work so they ended up having to put in a new pipe.

It only took them about 4 hours in the 100 degree heat. I felt so bad for them but what help would I have been? I mean, really. But now Doug can officially call himself a Plumber. I wish I had a picture to share but with the mood Doug was in I may have gotten in trouble for bringing the camera outside. Ha! You know it was killing me not to!