Layin' Some Pipe...

What is it about Wednesday? It just makes you want to slap it. I think its the spelling of it. I hate Wednesdays.

So why should I be surprised when the woman I live with calls me into the bathroom this morning. "I dropped an earring in the sink."

Crap. Into to the basement to grab a set of channel lock pliers. Into the garage, down the stairs, 10 degrees, shoulda wore shoes, cold, shoulda wore pants, grab channel lock pliers, back up stairs, into bathroom, under sink.

Anyone who has ever removed a sink drain pipe, knows there's gonna be some water in there. It is designed to hold a little bit. No biggie. a few towels underneath it and you are good to go. I loosen the connections, pull the pipe and carefull lift it up over the counter under the light so I can see.

Woman I live with asks,"Did you get it?"
"Just a sec... I gotta dump out this water," I almost dump it into the sink, catching myself and saying to her,"that would have been dumb. The drain is not hooked up, its in my hand!"

She watches me move toward the toilet. "Don't dump it in the toilet!" she says.
"I'm not dumping it in the toilet. I am dumping it into my hand. The water will drain through my fingers and the earring will be in my hand." I do this as I am saying it. It works. I hand her the earring.

"Thanks'" says the woman I live with. She takes the earring (I am watching this in slow motion) turns to her left, places it under the faucet and begins to rinse it off.

I make a noise. It was like an irritated nasal whine. It was this mentally challenged noise. I don't know where it came from. She looks at me and continues to rinse away...

I make the noise again. Five times. Finally she realizes water is running into the cabinet.

It wasn't an angry thing. It was really strange. It was like a real "Wednesday" noise. Wednesday sucks. It sucks in a very special way. Wednesday sucks in a way that is not worth describing, not worth applying words to really. It should only be protested by making noises. Wednesday Noises.