I think plumbing is a great profession. I alone can make a plumber wealthy.
We had a pleasant drive to Wildwood on this nice sunny day. Temperature is about 40 degrees. The condo looked great from the outside. We walked in and everything seemed perfectly normal. Avalon needed to go pee pee after the 2 hour drive.
I hear her say, “we’ve got a problem”. The water was not running. There were no indications of a problem with the pipes in the condo. The main water valve is in the unheated storage area in our garage. The pipes are insulated with foam insulation. I went to the storage area and all seemed fine.
I called the Wildwood Water Utility and they said they’d send a truck to check it out.
But just then, Mike & Joyce pulled up in their SUV. I asked them if their water was working. They said it sure was, but that my pipes had burst the previous Sunday and were flooding the yard when it was 10 degrees. Mike came to our rescue by unscrewing the cover to the main water valve while soaking wet in 10 degree weather to turn off my water in the middle of the night.
Mike is the man. I have to admit when I’m wrong. Mike & Joyce are nice people who keep an eye on my property. Even the FSA has some good people.
Now I get to pay a plumber $500 to see his ass crack and get water flowing to my toilets.
I knew I shouldn’t have eaten that Mexican food for lunch. This could get ugly. Can I hold out until we get to the Borgata? That is the $500 question.
Would anyone want to make an offer on my condo? You’ll have plenty of stories to tell.
