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Water heater shit bed. No shower no shave dispute gym this morning. Instead of going to office, handling video depo in son’s bedroom (he’s in college) which is crowded with junk and treadmill. Looks like unconvincing proof of life video for accountant captured by hoarders. /1

— WokeMindVirusHat (@Popehat) May 20, 2022

/3 Meanwhile oldest cat is under the bed howling, plumbers are making loud noises removing corpse of water heater, and wife is texting me what looks like a goddamned phone number of how much it’s going to cost.

Someone’s gonna pay.

— WokeMindVirusHat (@Popehat) May 20, 2022

Several months ago the water heater stopped heating.  It didn't shit the bed, but it packed it in and retired from service.  My regular guy was out of town (out of the country, as it turned out).  He had installed this one, I trusted him to replace it; but no go.  No baths, no hot water for dishwashing, etc., etc., etc.

No cat under the bed (all the indoor cats have long passed on. 😿 So it goes.)

No video deposition either, or bedroom the Golden Child still occupies (she's married and in another state.  The closet in that bedroom was eventually involved, but that's not this story).

Without my regular reliable guy, I went with one of the "big" plumbing companies in town, figuring "What the hell, at least I know where to find them to complain."

Three days later they completely rearranged the closet the heater sits in, the roof above the heater, (yes, the roof), the walls in the afore-mentioned closet, and the brick wall on the front of the house.

And a bill that looked like a phone number.

Somebody did pay.  Meet "somebody."