My sink and I have been in a fight since yesterday at 5:30. I came home from work and decided to do some chores around the house. The first one calling my name was to clean out my refridgerator. I HATE cleaning out the fridge. Leftovers are my worst nightmare.
Anyway, I was discarding some chicken spaghetti and the disposal just stopped working. I promise there were no unusual sounds, it just died. That's right, a lb of chicken spaghetti down the drain and it wasn't going anywhere. I tried to scoop as much out as I could, but it was slimy and I couldn't get but about half of it. So, for the rest of the night the chicken warmed in my sink and made all 1300 sq ft of our apartment smell like old trash.
This morning I scheduled maintenence to come and fix my little problem while I was at work. When I got home I found this:
If you'll take a moment to look at the object in the bottom left corner of the picture you will understand why the maintenance guy said my disposal was clogged. Yes, that is a laundry detergent cap and I will maintain that I have NO idea how it ever got into the disposal, and according to the note that was left by the maintenence guy I don't think he found it as amusing as I did.
TGIF ya'll
Anyway, I was discarding some chicken spaghetti and the disposal just stopped working. I promise there were no unusual sounds, it just died. That's right, a lb of chicken spaghetti down the drain and it wasn't going anywhere. I tried to scoop as much out as I could, but it was slimy and I couldn't get but about half of it. So, for the rest of the night the chicken warmed in my sink and made all 1300 sq ft of our apartment smell like old trash.
This morning I scheduled maintenence to come and fix my little problem while I was at work. When I got home I found this:
If you'll take a moment to look at the object in the bottom left corner of the picture you will understand why the maintenance guy said my disposal was clogged. Yes, that is a laundry detergent cap and I will maintain that I have NO idea how it ever got into the disposal, and according to the note that was left by the maintenence guy I don't think he found it as amusing as I did.
TGIF ya'll
hahah.. that is funny! crazy how things like that get into places like the garage disposal.
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i have a question on a completely different note.. how did you get your job as a nanny? my hubby and i recently moved to the dallas area, and i would love to nanny for a small family. since we don't know anyone yet, i have no clue how to go about getting a job!
How in the world did that happen?!?! That's hilarious! I am not a fan of this separation... I can't wait to hang out soon! And by "soon", I mean a week.
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