2012 July 14 GRRRRR
I finally get my poop in a group and decide to do some of the plumbing I’ve been putting off since forever.
All the supplies I need are on hand, the preliminary cutting and fitting are done, and it’s time to get to the putting together of the pieces.
Right. I cannot get the tops screwed off of the new cans of primer and cement.
Am I a wimp?
No.
I am not a wimp.
Even so I can’t break those seals.
I reckon it’s time to go to Plan B, since brute strength isn’t working (that was Plan A).
Plan B involves running them under hot water for a while before re-applying brute strength.
Nope.
Plan B didn’t work. On to Plan C.
Plan C is rapping them a few times against something, and then applying brute strength.
Dang.
Plan C didn’t do the trick, either.
It’s a good thing I have an entire alphabet at my disposal!
Plan D – geez, I hardly EVER get this far into the alphabet – means looking for and putting to use the right tool.
My wrenches, the ones I can find, don’t fit. Maybe I can find a pair of pliers that will work.
AH-HA!
SUCCESS IS MINE!
Ten minutes later. Now that little project is done and I’m going to file that pair of pliers with the plumbing supplies.
I tell ya: Next time my Plan A will be to use them straight off the bat and I won’t have to use any of the rest of the alphabet!
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