one small victory
Kevin, you’d be proud. No chopsticks, no pepper, no dicking around.
When we first moved in here, I bent over backwards to try to placate the bathroom sink’s drain. It was never particularly fast at draining, and it’s one of those super old sinks with the tiny hole. I bought a fancy trap to catch lint, hair, loogies, etc. I called the landlord before using Drano — Sean informed me that it can be bad for old pipes. (The landlord didn’t care, and offered to use the “industrial stuff”.)Â But despite my efforts, it’s gotten slower and slower over time, to the point where you can wash your hands and by the time you’re done the sink is full of water.
Fast forward to tonight:
- “Man, that drain is definitely worse”
- “I’ll shake this stuff up a little first, to make sure the goo at the bottom comes out”
- “Pour 2 cups into drain. 4 cups for serious clogs”
- “Is that 2 cups? Whatever.”
- “15 minutes later, flush with hot water. Check.”
So I’m standing there, flushing with hot water, but basically just filling up the sink because it’s not draining any better. At this point, I’m thinking to myself “Hmm… maybe it’s faster? Hard to tell.” But I got a little fed up, and decided to just keep running the hot water. Pretty soon, the water got up to the emergency secondary drain thing. And kept rising. Almost all the way up to the top, and then: a huge rushing noise. The water level starts falling, incredibly fast. I’ve got the hot water on full blast and the sink is still draining, draining, draining, until there’s practically no water left in the sink.
A speed record for this sink. I think I just woke up my downstairs neighbor.
