Oh the horror!

Bayou Renaissance Man’s horror story about his toilet reminded me of a couple of our own.

At one of the newspapers we formerly owned, a lady asked to use the toilet. She was a larger, larger lady. After she left, I went to the bathroom. When I sat down, the toilet bucked me off. I didn’t know that toilets could be bucking broncos, but this one certainly was. Until we could get a repairman, we had to approach the “throne” very gingerly.

Several years later, I noticed that our bathroom toilet was loose. Sitting on it gave its occupant an uneasy feeling, a new definition for rock and roll. Hubby called a plumber, but he arrived too late to save us from disaster.

House’s previous occupants had installed shag carpet throughout most of the house, including the bathroom. The toilet leaked all over this shag carpet. The floorboards were sopping wet as well. The stench was indescribable. Carpet and flooring had to go!

I had longed to rid our house of the awful carpet for several years. That calamity got it out of our bathroom. We had to install a new toilet and new linoleum.

That was the first step in a complete carpet removal project. Sometimes bad circumstances result in good outcomes.