the story you are about to read is mostly untrue and, therefore, only partially factual. names, dates, details, and occurances were embellished and manipulated for your reading enjoyment.
and now for the tale of the attacking toilet...
several days ago...or something like that...the water on our campus was shut down to address a leak in the water main. mind you...this is completely different from the repairs going on in my building which has deprived me of air conditioning and water for two weeks now. anyhow, the water main problem was fixed the same day (unlike the air conditioning and water in my building but i won't stay on that soapbox), but as some of you probably are aware, turning off water and turning it back on at a point away from the faucet/etc causes air pockets in the pipes. thus begins the tale.
a young girl, delightful girl on a certain wednesday was sitting as close as possible to the large box fan circulating hot air around her office as she attempted to get some work done before a meeting. she received a phone call from a co-worker who asked this young woman to stop by her office and help with setting up her new dell dj mp3 player. so after a few minutes, our heroine treads lightly throught the fort worth heat across the street to the office of her friend...only her friend wasn't in her office. so before gliding back across the street to the 7th circle of hell she decides it might be wise to visit the facilities since she was half way through 32 ounces of crystal light's refreshing raspberry iced tea. unbenounced to her, the enemy air pockets had been lurking in the pipes making the toilet very, very angry. here we will skip over details that are unimportant...yada...yada...yada...blah...blah...blah.
as our wonderful heroine goes to flush, nothing happens. so she tries again...naturally. and the toilet flushes. however, as the bowl was refilling the toilet recognized the opportunity to rid itself of the evil air pockets and and explosion of water rose from the bowl. the young girl used her amazingly fast cat like reflexes to bound out of the way of the water...narrowly avoiding a precarious situation. as she went to wash her hands, as all good and clean girls do, she hesitated wondering if the sink would attack her as well. however, the evil air pockets had already been worked out of the sink. all was well as she decended back into her office...now dubbed "the inferno".
the moral of the story is...use the bathroom at home...or at least go equipped with full rain gear if the water has been off for any amount of time.
the end.
and now for the tale of the attacking toilet...
several days ago...or something like that...the water on our campus was shut down to address a leak in the water main. mind you...this is completely different from the repairs going on in my building which has deprived me of air conditioning and water for two weeks now. anyhow, the water main problem was fixed the same day (unlike the air conditioning and water in my building but i won't stay on that soapbox), but as some of you probably are aware, turning off water and turning it back on at a point away from the faucet/etc causes air pockets in the pipes. thus begins the tale.
a young girl, delightful girl on a certain wednesday was sitting as close as possible to the large box fan circulating hot air around her office as she attempted to get some work done before a meeting. she received a phone call from a co-worker who asked this young woman to stop by her office and help with setting up her new dell dj mp3 player. so after a few minutes, our heroine treads lightly throught the fort worth heat across the street to the office of her friend...only her friend wasn't in her office. so before gliding back across the street to the 7th circle of hell she decides it might be wise to visit the facilities since she was half way through 32 ounces of crystal light's refreshing raspberry iced tea. unbenounced to her, the enemy air pockets had been lurking in the pipes making the toilet very, very angry. here we will skip over details that are unimportant...yada...yada...yada...blah...blah...blah.
as our wonderful heroine goes to flush, nothing happens. so she tries again...naturally. and the toilet flushes. however, as the bowl was refilling the toilet recognized the opportunity to rid itself of the evil air pockets and and explosion of water rose from the bowl. the young girl used her amazingly fast cat like reflexes to bound out of the way of the water...narrowly avoiding a precarious situation. as she went to wash her hands, as all good and clean girls do, she hesitated wondering if the sink would attack her as well. however, the evil air pockets had already been worked out of the sink. all was well as she decended back into her office...now dubbed "the inferno".
the moral of the story is...use the bathroom at home...or at least go equipped with full rain gear if the water has been off for any amount of time.
the end.
posted by angie at 10:05 AM
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