RE: Do guys prefer self-help or to hire the skills of a professional / “expert”?
Below is my recent experience of a dirty and grimy self-help leading to sense of self-satisfaction:
Discovered sink blockage:
About a week ago when I arrived at my apartment, after more than a week of being away, I noticed my kitchen sinks were less than functional. The water flow was blocked.
The two kitchen sinks were In fact filled with putrid water that did NOT look nor smell too clean. My two current subleasees (roommates) had actually been using the sinks for over a week without proper drainage. Those little fucks.
Neither had mentioned any problem to me. NONETHELESS, I could see that neither of them had been using the sink in recent days because there were a few dishes pilled up on the side, and likely each of them was ignoring the situation hoping for it to miraculously go away, or more likely waiting for me to return to address the matter.
The problem was similar to a maintenance issue during my three-week trip to Vietnam in February, when one of my roommates (I had ONLY one roommate at that time) sent me a text pointing out that the kitchen light was NOT working. I texted him asking whether he had tried changing the bulb. Radio silence!!!! Three weeks later, when I returned from my trip, I found that my roommate had brought a portable lamp into the kitchen from his bedroom, and he had placed it on the counter-top. He was using that lamp and taken up the space of the countertop to light the room. Seemed a little ridiculous, and I immediately looked into the situation by changing the bulb… Viola!!! fixed.
Even though this water blockage problem was more complicated than the changing of a burned out lightbulb, I considered that frequently subleasees do NOT want to take responsibility over much of anything in their relationship with the functionality of the apartment… I’m like their maintenance man… those fuckers.
Anyhow, I cannot really complain my way into my roommates becoming more responsible, instead, I need to consider my options. I thought that I should attempt easier solutions first, and my first try at blockage removal was to vigorously plunge one of the sinks for about 15 minutes, and to run the garbage disposaler, while I was plunging away… I was working up a sweat and starting to get a little worried that I was going to slip, but NO progress.
Actually, because of the garbage disposaler, I could only plunge one of the two sinks. My effort filled plunging caused sweat and heavy breathing, but no apparent evidence of potential success at relieving them there pipes. It appeared ONLY that possibly, I could injure myself if I were to continue with such attempts at plunging with such focus and attention… .. my violence was my psychological attempt at getting out of having to perform further work.
What next, what next? Considering what to do:
I considered that at that particular point, 8:30 in the evening, I had a couple of practical options: 1) I could call the landlady, which would likely cause her to call a plumber the next day or some unknown time within the upcoming few days, and also may entail her lecturing me about what I should NOT be placing in the sink (without her really knowing what I place or don’t place in the sink) or 2) I could personally make further attempts at resolving the waterflow issue by taking apart the pipes below the sink.
I continued looking at each of the sinks filled with putrid smelling water with the various floating slimy and dotted waste of the past week and likely more. It smelled and looked like two sinks full of a runny watery shit, which did NOT cause me inspiration regarding the second path.
Upon further reflection, I really did NOT want to deal with the landlady, and I did NOT feel that I should spend money on a plumber…. Accordingly, I decided WTF… let me, give it a shot… …
Furthermore, a thought that a resolution of this issue does have the potential to make me feel good about myself if I am able to fix something that’s within my abilities. Maybe I could learn a little bit about plumbing through this process, too? I didn’t recall ever taking apart a sink, and certainly, I had NOT taken apart any sink in recent years. Actually, in recent years – more than 15 years, I had been involved in a lot of business type matters that did NOT generally require getting dirty. Yes, from time to time, I did have some dirty projects that came up, but frequently, I would contract out those kinds of duties….. Yet, it looked possible to attempt this project with a minimal number of tools. It appear, at least the pipes under the sink were the kind that a guy could disassemble without any tools, except a strong grip to unscrew one from the other, and there were several pieces.
My First attempt:
I got a bucket, some towels, and I cleaned out the under the sink area. Then, I disassembled the various pipes below the sink, including two pipes coming down from each of the sinks and the pipes leading out of the disposaler. There was also a U shape pipe, that seems part of any sink apparatus and several inches of the horizontal portion of the pipe that lead further towards the bathroom of one of the subtenants. I decided to start with just the portion under the sink.
There were quite a few parts that came apart and contained slimy and chunky and not so chunky gunk contained therein. As soon as I disassembled, the water flowed under the sink, and I captured with the bucket, except really the bucket was NOT big enough, so I had to engage in a variety of gymnastics and improvisation and ultimately a lot of water and gunk flowed freely in the area. In clearing these pipes, I had used a wired clothes hanger to poke through various more distal parts of the pipe, and I did NOT want to take apart those more distal areas, and I had obtained 3-4 handfulls of solid grime from the pipes under the sink. Accordingly, I thought that I had cleared whatever blockage that there could have been.
I reassembled the multiple under the sink pipes while the quasi-shit continued to get all over everything and flow around the floor and on my clothes, hair and body. After getting the pipes back together and apparently functioning without leaks, when I turned on the water, the blockage was NOT resolved. .. was still there… FUCK!!!!!!!!!!
Again, I vigorously plunged for about 5-10 minutes hoping that I would be able to force my way through any remaining blockage that could exist.. … I did NOT want to do any more work; however,.. NO success.
I pondered.. what should I do? This is turning out to be NOT so easy… and really I should have already cleared the pipes, NO? Maybe, I should Call landlady? NO, NO I did NOT want to deal with her… she can be a real bitch… .. My other option was to persist with this self-imposed shit project.
I stared more into the sinks, and decided WTF… the most logical conclusion is to let me continue… I cannot get deterred by a lack of success on the first effort.. Furthermore, I had some success already. I had already taken apart several pipes, and I had figured out how to put those pipes back together without having a leak, and I had NOT broken any of the piping apparatus or anything like that. I recall that in my past, when I had done some projects, they ended in broken parts, so in fact I was doing pretty well so far, with NO broken parts… as far as I could tell..
At that point, I pondered over how to proceed, and I recognized that there could still be some area in the more distal horizontal piping in which I could make further attempts at unclogging. Accordingly, I thought that I could attempt to run the wire further into the horizontal pipe area going towards the bathroom. So far, I had spent about an hour on the project, and I shouldn’t give up, so easily.
My Second unclogging attempt:
In my second disassembling, I did NOT have to disassemble every pipe as I had done the first time, because I had cleared those pipes. Therefore, I began by focusing on the distal pipe. I actually ran the wired clothes’ hanger its full length through the horizontal section of the more distal pipe, which if you ever measured the length of an unraveled wired clothes’ hanger, it measures about 3 feet.
I ran through the clothes hanger several times… Moving the clothes’ hanger through the pipe felt as if it had penetrated and broken up several additional blockages – because at first it was difficult to move the hanger back and forth in the pipe, and it became easier and easier to move, which to me meant, a good chance that no more pipe blockages. In that regard, I removed an additional 3-4 handfuls of hard and soft goo.
This surely was a hands-on job because there was NO real efficient way to handle and remove gunk, except by hand. Dirty and stinky.
Again, I became fairly confident that I had resolved the blockage issue and sufficiently broken up large sections of gunk contained in them there pipes. I mean really we had been using the pipes for years and years, and some of the goo and chucks that I had been removing had been real solidly built up. That must have been it. NO more blockage.
Surely I am done!!!.... Again, I reassembled the pipes (quicker this time), and ran water through them, and GO FIGURE !!!!!!!!! again FUCK!!!!!! I was compelled to vigorously plunge because of the continued and unresolved blockage.
By that time, I had spent more than 90 minutes with the two disassemblings, and really the water did NOT seem to be moving down the drain at all. How could that be? There appeared to be NO meaningful signs of progress, because I plunged and the water did NOT move.. just sat there. It did NOT swirl or anything, and no noises of flow NOR signs of movement..
6-8 handfuls of solid and semi-solid gunk removed, plus running the hanger through what appeared to be the whole pipe… still, STAGNANT!!!!. NOTHING >>> SMELL, and it actually looked worse than from when I started. NOT only were both of the sinks clogged, but the contents of the emptied cabinets were spread all over the kitchen, and water, slime, particles and gunk were everywhere including on me. I was beginning to get itchy from the wetness of my clothes.. I was both hot from the work and cold from the dampness at the same time… .
I looked at the two sinks of water and I pondered again… Should I just call the landlady, and give up? Am I in over my head? Am I out of my league…. Fuck!!! What to do? Maybe she is NOT such a bitch? I mean she has helped on some issues in the past? I thought that when I had been tracing the route of them there pipes, I saw that they had gone through the side cabinet area, and they appeared to disappear into the wall in the area that would be at the front end of the subtenant’s tub. Accordingly, there did appear to be one more area of horizontal pipes in which I could further disassemble. I thought that those horizontal pipes were a bad idea for kitchen drain pipes.. Why wouldn’t the drainage pipes go straight down from the sinks, rather than meandering 3-4 feet sideways, under the side countertops. Who designed this drainage system? Maybe I am learning more about plumbing and design of pipes than I wanted to know?
I mentally said to self without actually saying anything: “self, you have come this far, there seems to be a way to still be possible for you to resolve this shitty matter. Are you capable of continuing?”
Self answered: “I don’t know, I don’t know… I suppose that I could do it” Once that resolution was coming then self said, with more confidence: “Let’s do it” (even though it was just me, and there was NO “let’s” involved). I reiterated to self: “WTF.. let me continue with this dirty, shitty project.”
Third unclog attempt, charm?:
In my third disassembling, I focused on the distal portion of the horizontal pipe, and I actually began to feel as if I was getting a better grasp at disassembling sewage pipes, and maybe I had missed a calling in life?... hahahaha.. NOT really… even though I did think about the life of a plumber for a moment. I thought that they probably have better equipment which makes it easier for them not to have so much sewage on them. I'm learning, I'm learning.
Anyhow, this quasi volunteer little shit project was fucking dirty and fucking stinky and I was becoming itchy by being so penetrated by moisture and sprinklings of gooey and dirt particles.
I had caused sewage all over the kitchen and all over me. I thought, wow, there could be various diseases festering in these pipes with that stagnant water contained in areas that never dry up and dark and dingy.. Gotta be many micro- organisms in there? No?
This kind of plumbing work seems potentially hazardous to one’s health. Some of those chunks of sewage within the pipes could date to before my occupancy of the apartment (which was 14 years)….
The punchline is that there was a "happy ending," no not that kind, and the third time was the charm, as the saying goes. In that last disassembly, I had relieved the pipes of an additional 4-5 handfulls of hardened and not so hardened sewage particles. The additional horizontal area of pipe that was under the side cabinets was disassembled and reassembled by me, and it yielded additional blockage removal. I needed different tools for those horizontal pipes, and it was a little more difficult to access those pipes, but nonetheless SUCCESS!!!!!!
After that third blockage removal in which additional large chunks flowed out of both sides of the horizontal pipe, I could thereafter successfully run the wire hanger to the right (towards the sink) and to the left (towards the bathroom), which adding the two segments together seemed to add up to a little more than the 3 feet of hanger wire (maybe 4 feet of cleared pipes). In that last effort, I thought that if I had NOT relieved the blockage by then, then truly I had exhausted most of what would have been within my competence to accomplish without some kinds of specialty tools and cutting the wall open or something more dramatic in order to access the more distal drainage of pipes.
In the three disassemblings, I had removed so much gunk that seemed to cover the whole span of more than 5 feet of pipe.
In the end, after a few hours of diddle daddling, and at least an additional hour of cleaning up, I resolved my mission of self-sufficiency. NO need to call the whiney bitch of a landlady nor any costly plumber.
There can be a certain sense of accomplishment when a guy is able to fix some life necessity without breaking it further, even if the job comes with a little bit of extra time and grime, smell and potential for diseases, then so be it.
Actually the next day , my throat was a little itchy, and I thought that I maybe I had contracted something… yet now, nearly a week has passed, and I can proclaim to my credit: ALL IS CLEAR!!!
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