From Handle to Scramble
Ginnie was on me to fix the handle on her toilet. (We each have our own bathrooms.) I picked up a new handle at the hardware store, and installed it on Ginnie's toilet. It took me awhile to figure out that the handle has left hand threads. Well, duh! Her toilet seemed to be flushing fine with the new handle. We were reading on a Friday night when Ginnie heard my toilet gurgling. She went in, jiggled the handle and sat back down. Then she heard something in her bathroom, and went to investigate. I heard her scream. Thinking there was an intruder in the house, I scrambled to her ...