So why was I so embarrassed when I had to pay a visit to my local hardware store to buy a toilet plunger yesterday?
It happens.
Toilets get clogged.
Girls clog toilets too.
I know this.
Then why did I almost choke when the helpful store clerk asked me if I was looking for anything specific?
Um, not at all, I’m just going to wander around and see if anything grabs my attention. You know, impulse buying….Oh hey, whadaya know? A toilet plunger. Now that might come in handy. Fun! I’ve always wanted one anyway.
And then I bought some candy (impulse buying) and a nice little herb garden for my porch (impulse buying…. HEY question: does anyone know if herbs die in extreme heat? I certainly don’t want to kill these herbs…) Oh, and it was hot so I needed some water. A regular old nice trip to the hardware store on a Saturday.
Side note: one year, my parents got by little brother a small toilet plunger as part of a plumbers toy kit for Christmas. The child ran around with that thing for months, making it almost cool to be seen sporting a plunger. That is, until my mom caught him actually playing with it in the toilet. Then he wasn’t allowed to play with it anymore.
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I would blame it on a boyfriend, or a bratty nephew who tried to flush a sock down the toilet:)