This post has absolutely nothing to do with the horses, the farm, running a retirement farm or anything. It is yet another
Then it was back to Home Depot, and we both went this time, to pick out another toilet. Who knew buying a toilet could be so complicated with so many choices? We finally picked one. We were able to narrow down our choices dramatically as Jason decided he would only buy a toilet where everything was in the same box: tank, bowl, seat and all parts needed for assembly. We purchased one with a flush performance of a 10 out of 10 and went home.
Now it was time to install the new toilet, which should be about a thirty minute job. Bear was our supervisor again, although from his expression in this picture I think he thought Jason was hopeless, or he was very unhappy about working on a Saturday again and decided to sleep on the job as protest.
Jason set about installing our new toilet. It seemed to be going fairly well with only a few explosions and minimal cursing. When he had it assembled and just needed to tighten down all of the various bolts he kept insisting it didn’t look right. He made me come in and look at it. Like I know what the heck I’m looking at. I picked up the installation guide which Jason immediately ripped out of my hands and informed me it was useless. I found it fascinating that he knew the directions were useless given that he had yet to take them out of the plastic baggie they came in!