Our kitchen sink drain is clogged and it's creating an atmosphere of tension in our apartment. It's not just draining slow or something, it's completely backed up. There's dirty water standing a couple inches high on both side. It's disgusting and we can't wash any dishes. We're out of forks. I just ate a plateful of scrambled eggs with a spoon.
We're tense because we don't know who caused the backup. When I had a sandwich for lunch today and washed the plate everything was fine, but when I came home around eight or nine the sink was just clogged. GG thinks that some grease got dumped down the sink and screwed it up, which would mean she isn't responsible because she doesn't eat things with grease. And I haven't used the kitchen since doing the dishes Saturday night, so I think I'm in the clear. Maybe.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
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