ajstoner21
Cleared for Takeoff
My dad called me the other day, and told me about a crappy problem he was having. Whenever the ran water upstairs, or flushed a toilet, it all ran out our downstairs toilet. My dad natually assumes there is a clog somewhere.
He calls my uncle, who has some kind of "snake", and he comes down, and they had every intention of taking off an end cap for some cleanout area, and snaking out the main drain pipe. The problem was, they could not get it loose. It was some threaded cap. They spent hours trying to get it to turn, and no luck.
My dad called a family friend mechanic, who brings down some large wrenches/sockets/whatever, to attempt to help break it loose. HE spent hours on it and no luck.
My dad finally gives up, and calls a plumber. The plumber tells my dad the septic tank is full/clogged, and that he can't do anything about it. So, he calls around more, and one of the septic tank pumpers, said that a baffle might be clogged, and that perhaps he could clean that out. He couldnt get any one to pump it till the next day. He digs up an access point of the septic tank, and pokes around with something, and he actually breaks up some clog and alot of it drains out, but still needs pumped.
For some reason, later in the day, the plumber and his boss came back out (without being called again, and didnt promise to come back). They were talkin about what happened, and the plumber makes an excellent observation.
"Good thing you didnt get the end cap off, because there would have been sh*t everywhere"
And this is where i make up a corny, lesson of life to walk away with.
"Whenever you find your self endlessly struggling with something, perhaps that is fates way of preventing the giant septic tank of life from taking a giant sh*t all over you. Perhaps you need to stop looking for a bigger wrench and take a different approach"
He calls my uncle, who has some kind of "snake", and he comes down, and they had every intention of taking off an end cap for some cleanout area, and snaking out the main drain pipe. The problem was, they could not get it loose. It was some threaded cap. They spent hours trying to get it to turn, and no luck.
My dad called a family friend mechanic, who brings down some large wrenches/sockets/whatever, to attempt to help break it loose. HE spent hours on it and no luck.
My dad finally gives up, and calls a plumber. The plumber tells my dad the septic tank is full/clogged, and that he can't do anything about it. So, he calls around more, and one of the septic tank pumpers, said that a baffle might be clogged, and that perhaps he could clean that out. He couldnt get any one to pump it till the next day. He digs up an access point of the septic tank, and pokes around with something, and he actually breaks up some clog and alot of it drains out, but still needs pumped.
For some reason, later in the day, the plumber and his boss came back out (without being called again, and didnt promise to come back). They were talkin about what happened, and the plumber makes an excellent observation.
"Good thing you didnt get the end cap off, because there would have been sh*t everywhere"
And this is where i make up a corny, lesson of life to walk away with.
"Whenever you find your self endlessly struggling with something, perhaps that is fates way of preventing the giant septic tank of life from taking a giant sh*t all over you. Perhaps you need to stop looking for a bigger wrench and take a different approach"
