OK, I officially hate our toilet. Or John. Or potty. Or whatever.
Toilets are one of those things that should just work. Every time. No getting stuck or not filling with enough water and no getting blocked and no weakling flushes.
Toilets should work every time with enough gusto that nothing but cool, clear water remains at the end of things.(pardon the pun)
I have kind of hated our toilet for many years now. It just never seemed to have enough oomph, if you know what I mean. It plugs up too easily and it just isn't right.
So today was the last straw. I flushed. I waited. I flushed. I waited. I'm still waiting.
I might try one more flush but if it doesn't work, DH will have to take over the task.
Lucky him!
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