Expecting Disaster

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Kootch assigned to me the task of calling the plumber. I called a logical local number (local Roto-Rooter) and described the problem. They said that a plumber would be available within two hours and that they would call back before said plumber arrived. Several hours passed with no call and no plumber.

Then I had to 'use the facility' again. When you gotta go you gotta go (several taps from above as I type this), so I did it again, curious how the potty would work. Would the plumber be treated to one of my turds floating in a disfunctional potty? How embarrassing! But that was his problem. Doesn't he make good money for that unfortunate aspect of his job?

I checked out the turd before flushing it, of course: long, brown, no sign of occult blood. Then I deflected the lever, expecting a disaster.