Catastrophe

Wow. Things just went from bad to worse.

The plumbing situation at home has just turned into a full-out disaster. Showering was a nightmare. The leak is now so significant that the warm water is being choked out. At best, the water temp is lukewarm. The cold water tap has completely blown out.

I had to shower in the cold. My father told me to cherish the moment, because I was experiencing what it was like to bathe in a third world country. I told him to shut up and got yelled at by my mother.

I just took both taps out. I knew that the cold tap was broken, but what I didn't expect was to find the warm tap shattered as well.

So we just made a new family rule. In crisis situations, I have executive authority. I make all the decisions. This situation has just been a comedy of errors. My father has made one poor decision after the other, from trying to over-tighten the taps, to taping them down, to telling me not to go to Home Depot "because they close at 10".

No more nonsense. When there is a crisis, I'm the Chairman, I'm the President, I'm the Emperor.