When we first moved into this house, the tub drained horribly and eventually we were standing in seven inches of water while showering. Todd called his super awesome plumber Hugh who quickly cleared the clog. Life went back to normal.
Cut to oh, about two months ago when I, Todd's super awesome wife, notice that the water was starting to drain slower and slower. I told Todd, "Hey, you should call Hugh because it's happening again with the drain" and Todd told me no.
Cut to Friday when we are standing in water while showering, when the scummy remnants of a previous shower/bog render it impossible to bathe Alexandra without cleaning it, rinsing away the cleaner and waiting for the large puddle/bog of Comet water to drain, rinsing it AGAIN, waiting for the large bog to drain, etc etc etc.
So I snarl to Todd, over my shoulder as I'm trying in vain to clean this fucker, "WHY DID YOU NOT CALL HUGH WHEN I ASKED" and he said "I wanted to get my money's worth" and I said "I don't even know what the hell that means" and so he waits until Saturday to call Hugh who doesn't work weekends and then calls Calvin who doesn't work weekends. So of course we have to wait until Monday morning. That's the lemon we've been given. Here is the super sweet, super cute lemonade:
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