RioHyde
Plumber
Ok, I've got to vent before my head starts spinning like Linda Blair and I call upon the plumbing gods to curse the "plumbers" who plumbed my house 13 years ago.
My son who has been in college in at Miami of Ohio has decided to transfer to the University of Cincinnati and asked if he could move back in. Of course I had to grumble and moan just to put on a good show, but inside I've been quite happy he's going to be home. He asked if we could finish the basement and make him a small apartment minus a kitchen (yeah....dad will of course STILL have to feed the beast) with him kicking in half the $$$ for the construction. Well needless to say we started really kicking some construction butt down there and got the walls framed up in just a few hours. Now comes the fun part....we busted up the floor for the bathroom. Nothing "big"....just a watercloset, shower and lav. Got everything installed in short order before the troops got home and started backfilling. Well, his girlfriend apparently had some intestinal issues and used a toilet on that particular line.....guess what? Suddenly I was watching something similar to the dancing fountains in Vegas shooting out of the shower p trap....except it was brown. Just as that began to settle down the washing machine started spinning......and WHAM...here comes the fountain again. It was so purty. At least the smell of TIDE with Bleach Alternative cut down on the "Oh my god my stomach is torn up" smell. Well after the dust settled so to speak and I had scratched a hole in the top of my mellon I grabbed a level and started checking all my work....yep 1/4" per foot fall (in the right direction, yes). Everything put in correctly to IPC for a horizontal wet vent system....ok scratch that mellon some more. So I call my buddy who owns a plumbing service company and go borrow his snake. I snake out the line and dont hit anything......so we turn on the washing machine to see if maybe I cleared it and just didnt feel it....not likely, but what the hell right? Again, fountains of sorrow all over the place. After that we bust up some more floor so I can get a level on the existing branch drain and VOILA there it is.....a full bubble of fall IN THE WRONG DIRECTION. So today I get to spend my Sunday fixing someone elses incompetance. I guess the only reason I never had issues with this before is due to the fact that nothing had been plumbed in the basement before and the washing machine pumped enough water to push any solids that had settled on through the pipe. I'm hoping the pipe will eventually start falling in the right direction. I'm trying to give the plumber the benefit of the doubt and blame the concrete man for stepping on the pipe during the pour. However, with the shoddy plumbing that is exposed in the basement, I'm having a VERY hard time with that.
I wonder what I can charge myself for this job.....I know budweiser stock is going to be going up as soon as I get this fixed. I never figured a little job like this would give me such a damn migraine. Well hip hip horrah and pass the V A L I U M lmao
Hope ya'lls weekend is going a bit better than mine.
My son who has been in college in at Miami of Ohio has decided to transfer to the University of Cincinnati and asked if he could move back in. Of course I had to grumble and moan just to put on a good show, but inside I've been quite happy he's going to be home. He asked if we could finish the basement and make him a small apartment minus a kitchen (yeah....dad will of course STILL have to feed the beast) with him kicking in half the $$$ for the construction. Well needless to say we started really kicking some construction butt down there and got the walls framed up in just a few hours. Now comes the fun part....we busted up the floor for the bathroom. Nothing "big"....just a watercloset, shower and lav. Got everything installed in short order before the troops got home and started backfilling. Well, his girlfriend apparently had some intestinal issues and used a toilet on that particular line.....guess what? Suddenly I was watching something similar to the dancing fountains in Vegas shooting out of the shower p trap....except it was brown. Just as that began to settle down the washing machine started spinning......and WHAM...here comes the fountain again. It was so purty. At least the smell of TIDE with Bleach Alternative cut down on the "Oh my god my stomach is torn up" smell. Well after the dust settled so to speak and I had scratched a hole in the top of my mellon I grabbed a level and started checking all my work....yep 1/4" per foot fall (in the right direction, yes). Everything put in correctly to IPC for a horizontal wet vent system....ok scratch that mellon some more. So I call my buddy who owns a plumbing service company and go borrow his snake. I snake out the line and dont hit anything......so we turn on the washing machine to see if maybe I cleared it and just didnt feel it....not likely, but what the hell right? Again, fountains of sorrow all over the place. After that we bust up some more floor so I can get a level on the existing branch drain and VOILA there it is.....a full bubble of fall IN THE WRONG DIRECTION. So today I get to spend my Sunday fixing someone elses incompetance. I guess the only reason I never had issues with this before is due to the fact that nothing had been plumbed in the basement before and the washing machine pumped enough water to push any solids that had settled on through the pipe. I'm hoping the pipe will eventually start falling in the right direction. I'm trying to give the plumber the benefit of the doubt and blame the concrete man for stepping on the pipe during the pour. However, with the shoddy plumbing that is exposed in the basement, I'm having a VERY hard time with that.
I wonder what I can charge myself for this job.....I know budweiser stock is going to be going up as soon as I get this fixed. I never figured a little job like this would give me such a damn migraine. Well hip hip horrah and pass the V A L I U M lmao
Hope ya'lls weekend is going a bit better than mine.
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