the shower
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2002-01-23 - 10:50 a.m.
the only thing worse than a disabled shower head is a broken toilet. fortunately, i am coping with the former. last week the shower head decided to relinquish its primary duty of releasing a strong independent stream of hot water from its small outlets. for only a day and a half it stayed like this, until the two gentlemen came into the apartment and fixed it. lovely... painless.
then, this past sunday morning, the shower head decided once again, it didn't want to be the brilliant, strong pillar of clean... no, it crapped out again... reducing the flow to a insignificant sputter of drops. i thought i would try to make the best of it, and stand in the shower, goosebumps and all, with an excess of water from the lower spout and wash all the important parts, rinsing by way of splashing water up and over my body. however, i wound up squatting under the spout to rinse my backside, and when i stood up, i hit the back of my hip bone, (you know the one, where the little dimples form above your ass,) cut myself and got a healthy bruise. ahhh, a great way to start off sunday, i must say.
so--- now it is wednesday. it is still not fixed and i have been reduced to using a cup to pour water over my body over and over again. this is frustrating, especially when i am a chronic oversleeper and late for work 80% of the time--- showering with a broken shower makes for a long tedious process.
sheesh--- i hope the two men come to my apartment soon. the request is in. please let the shower gods be on my side.
by the way, how many men does it take to fix a shower head?
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