My niece was staying over and over becoming one of those unwanted house guests who never leave. I didn’t mind the fact she didn’t do any work, didn’t wash a dish, make a bed or throw a load of laundry in but, after she finally, left I had to call a plumber in. The plumber was in the bathroom a long time.
I didn’t think it was possible at my age to learn a new word. But, I did.
The plumber finally came out of the bathroom and told me that I had alot of sewer rats. I am pretty sure my heart stopped, that I screamed & shrieked and ran like crazy. The plumber then started to explain to me in words I understood somewhat, that someone has been flushing a feminine hygiene product. He stood there staring at me in disbelief since I couldn’t believe someone would try to flush a Kotex Maxi Pad. ” No, no” said the plumber… “someone, flushed about 30 sewer rats.”
” Sewer rats?” I told the plumber, “I am not flushing rodents, I didn’t even flush the goldfish when he died, we buried Goldy.”
“Do you have daughters?” the plumber asked. I told him, ” no, I have only sons.” “Do they have girlfriends?” because someone is flushing tampons.”
“TAMPONS!” I then became a cartoon character with the lit light bulb above my head (which moves with me when I walk) , ah…I bet my niece was flushing them. He handed me the bill for his services, 65 dollars, which in turn, I sent to my niece. On it he scribbled, ” toilet stuffed up with sewer rats.”
Now, she can figure it out.
