What do they call it when someone has an irrational fear of one's wallet or pocket camera falling down into the black tank or into a vault toilet? And I'm thinking it's not all that irrational...
I'd call it 'perfectly logical', especially after a recent personal experience ...
First some background ...To keep odors at bay we periodically pour a cup of Dawn liquid into the black tank - and if we happen to have hookups will complement this by dumping into it a bowl full of soapy water after doing the dishes.
So, when we were in DHS last week I discovered an important truth - it's vital to double and triple check that there's nothing left in the bowl before pouring the contents into the black tank!!!!
Jane had washed up (a rare phenomenon I might add), there was way more water in the bowl than normal (I'm a water miser), and I figured it should be put to good use, so down the toilet it went. And then I heard the fateful 'clink' of a teaspoon disappearing down the pipe!!!
Peering down the pipe with a flashlight I could see it laying flat on the baffle at the bottom of the pipe. I cannot tell you how much ingenuity it took to retrieve that spoon with the materials we happened to have on hand. Eventually it involved modifying a metal skewer, dangling it on a string to hook and slightly lift the spoon such that I could lasso it with another string at the end of which I had tied a slip knot, all the while illuminating the dark depths of the abyss with a head mounted flashlight! Oh, and after about two hours of said process, tipped upside down over the toilet, my neck and back ached, and our marital bliss was at all time low!
So yeh, definitely 'perfectly logical', I'd call it!
It's quite rare for me to have my fears confirmed, but you've done it! I'm never taking my wallet or camera into that little room again! And congratulations on your resourcefulness, persistence, and frugality. I would have just bought another spoon!
I'd call it 'perfectly logical', especially after a recent personal experience ...
ReplyDeleteFirst some background ...To keep odors at bay we periodically pour a cup of Dawn liquid into the black tank - and if we happen to have hookups will complement this by dumping into it a bowl full of soapy water after doing the dishes.
So, when we were in DHS last week I discovered an important truth - it's vital to double and triple check that there's nothing left in the bowl before pouring the contents into the black tank!!!!
Jane had washed up (a rare phenomenon I might add), there was way more water in the bowl than normal (I'm a water miser), and I figured it should be put to good use, so down the toilet it went. And then I heard the fateful 'clink' of a teaspoon disappearing down the pipe!!!
Peering down the pipe with a flashlight I could see it laying flat on the baffle at the bottom of the pipe. I cannot tell you how much ingenuity it took to retrieve that spoon with the materials we happened to have on hand. Eventually it involved modifying a metal skewer, dangling it on a string to hook and slightly lift the spoon such that I could lasso it with another string at the end of which I had tied a slip knot, all the while illuminating the dark depths of the abyss with a head mounted flashlight! Oh, and after about two hours of said process, tipped upside down over the toilet, my neck and back ached, and our marital bliss was at all time low!
So yeh, definitely 'perfectly logical', I'd call it!
It's quite rare for me to have my fears confirmed, but you've done it! I'm never taking my wallet or camera into that little room again! And congratulations on your resourcefulness, persistence, and frugality. I would have just bought another spoon!
DeleteAh yes, but my concern was not so much for the spoon but rather what its presence might impede!
DeleteOh, of course! You're right! In that case, I would have just bought a new RV!
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