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Gather ’round people, and hear the tale
of a toilet repair that caused a hail
of glass and water and epic fail.

Courtney and I moved into our new place on Sunday [ed: five weeks ago, this post massively delayed by forgetfulness]. The move went swiftly, thanks to a great bunch of people helping us out, and soon we were unpacking and discovering the little quirks of the townhome. One of those quirks was the upstairs toilet, which filled very slowly after flushing. I looked at it and figured that there was a blockage in the fill valve. “Bah!” I said, “Why should I replace the entire thing when a simple fix might be all that’s required?” Armed with screwdrivers and pliers, I started to take the valve apart to find the blockage. Once I found the block, I decided that I could just hold my hand over the top of fill valve to prevent any splashing while I tested the fix. “It was very difficult to get the valve apart in the first place,” thinks I, “and I don’t want to put it together only to possibly have to do this all again.” Courtney came in to observe my progress and, eager to show off that I am a handy man, I twisted on the water full-bore.

This turned out not to be a good idea. At all. See, when you remove a blockage from a thing and then send water at high pressure through that thing, there’s no reason to expect that the water would be slowed down any more. My hand was thrown off the valve by the jet of water, which hit the ceiling and splashed two light bulbs over the sink, which exploded all over the place. I spluttered and turned off the water right away, but the damage was done. We picked up a lot of tiny pieces of glass, and I decided that there was no way a brand new single-piece fill valve could be expensive enough to justify this chicanery.

They cost seven dollars. The new valve went in without a hitch the next evening.

Written by Chris

June 10th, 2009 at 9:03 pm

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