yesterday’s blog post was looooong. sorry for that but i was just typing away as is was so frustrated with the day. i even forgot to mention two things: the one being my hair dresser quitting her job (and she did awesome). she was the one who turned my hairdo into something stylish, fresh, exciting. with her gone and her old work place not telling me where she is working now i have to find someone who is just as awesome and skilled as her.
the other thing was that yesterday i found out that someone i know made 100.000 euro in his first year on the job. we’re talking about a 25 year old. WTF??? i earn about a third of that. and yes, i am a little jealous. it’s not like i don’t think he deserves it. but holy moly, he is 25! what is he going to do with that much money? so yeah, that was another bummer.
and then the “highlight” of my day. really, when you thought it could not get any worse it did. i got ready for bed around midnight and was in the bathroom. because i was about to wash my hands i wanted to take off the ring i am wearing. it’s a special ring to me though it’s no engagement or wedding ring. but it symbolizes commitment to me and is a part of my special someone.
anyways, i attempted to take the ring off but it was stuck a little. so i pulled harder and then suddenly the ring slipped out of my fingers and fell of all places into the bathroom sink. before i knew it it slipped past that stopper thingy that you use to retain the water in the sink. from slipping off my finger to disappearing in the drain it took maybe 2 seconds but obviously when i replayed the situation in my mind i felt like i could have caught it in time if i had only been more attentive.
when i realized it is really gone, somewhere in the pipe, i freaked out and spent the next two hours trying to get it out. i thought i could see it down the pipe. yet i didn’t have the tools to access the pipe (it’s covered by a big ceramic something that is hanging off the actual sink). the mac gyver in me really tried everything from chopsticks to wire to forks…nothing helped.
by the time i realized that i was just down in tears. i felt so incompetent and so untrustworthy. i got the ring not even a year ago and i lose it already? and why in such a freak way? i have never dropped anything in the sink and now this?
i cried myself to sleep – too much drama or not, i couldn’t help it. i felt that the ring wasn’t on my finger and that left such a void…
i woke up four hours later to make the first phone calls to plumbers. newsflash: getting a plumber to come to your place for such a mediocre task as taking that cover off, getting a wrench to open the pipes, drain it to *hopefully* find the ring, and then put everything back together is more difficult than i thought.
the responses i got ranged from “not for that petty work” to “we don’t service the city center”, “i don’t feel like driving to where you live” to “we have more important jobs”. i didn’t ask for any favors, i wanted to pay! the economy can’t be so bad if jobs like this one (easy in, easy out) are being rejected. one guy said he would call me back and indeed he did. he said he would stop by in 10 minutes and he really did.
want to guess how long it took him to unhook/unscrew the pipe? five minutes tops. when he turned the pipe over and i heard the ring fall into the receptacle i was super relieved. i almost cried but managed to remain my composure. the guy didn’t even want to charge me and said i should just give him whatever i felt was appropriate. so i gave him 20 euro and he was on his way not even 10 minutes after he rang my door bell.
can you imagine how relieved i was? that ring is not coming off anytime soon, trust me. i learned my lesson!
franzi
