Sometimes I clog my toilet. Well, more than sometimes. Tonight I clogged the toilet again. I plunged. . .and plunged. . .and plunged. . .and nothing happened. except that the plunger kind of worked like a blender and made shit soup in my toilet. Not only did it look wonderfully apetizing, it also smelled great. And just like any other kind of soup the smell filled my whole apartment. After lighting every candle I could find I called my emergency maintenance for my apartment.

I had called emergency maintenance once before when I got locked out of my apartment. A really nice guy came and let me in. He was probably in his late forties/early fifties. I dropped something down my garbage disposal once and the same man came. I expected to see the same guy tonight.