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turnonmyheels ([personal profile] turnonmyheels) wrote2018-06-21 09:52 am

The Saga of the Water Heater

About five years ago, my water heater went out. My parents were at the beach, so my dad called a plumber, told him to go fix it, and paid for it. I am aware of my privilege.

Fast Forward to two and a half years ago: Justin moves in. I point out that if he lowered the temperature of the water heater a few degrees we could save money on the electric bill. He goes downstairs, addresses the situation and turns the heater UP. He says that by turning the water up to a higher temperature you wind up not using as much (?) and I was just like, OK, babe. If you say so. You're perfect. Everything you do is fucking awesome. Love of my life, how did I live without you?

Fast forward to last Monday. I have no hot water. I call the plumber who installed it (thinking there could be a warranty) is out of business. I call the guy who's been working on my house and they come by. The water heater was turned up so high, that the safety shut-off kicked in (thanks Justin!). They drained it, reset it, adjusted the temperature and we went on with our lives.

Life goes by. I go to take a shower last Thursday. There is no hot water. I call the guys, the come out and put a new thermostat in it. I have hot water.

Fast forward to this Monday, June 18. I wake up, go to shower. I again have no hot water. I call my guy, they do some research, come over, drain it, reset it, they take the elements out and the mother-fucking things have MELTED. Justin set the damn thing so high that the water MELTED THE FUCKING ELEMENTS.

Now, do I contact the son of a bitch and tell him on top of the $2500 he still owes, he now also owes me for a re-built fucking water heater.

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