You know when you run the garbage disposal in the sink and it sounds like there is a little something in there? Well that happened tonight.
So I did something stupid. NO WAIT! Don't leave! My fingers didn't get severed, my hand didn't get mangled, and my body (nor anyone else's) was harmed in any way. The only thing harmed was my ego.
So back to my stupid choice. I turned off the disposal and stuck my hand down in there to fish out whatever was making the little clicking sound. I know, I know... why would a sane person do that? Well, my dear, you are forgetting one thing: I am in no way sane! Two things you must know about my sticking my hand down there:
1. It is yucky down there.
2. It freaks me out.
3. I have this deathly fear the entire time that either a bug will find my hand down in that dark, gross cavern of the sink.
4. I have another deathly fear that the blades will magically turn on due to a black out or something and my hand will be mangled in some personal horror scene in the kitchen.
Did I say "two things you must know"? Meh, two of them were bonuses... it's your lucky day.
Needless to say, my heart pumps a little faster the whole time my hand is in epic danger. Thus, I am surprised that I didn't die of a heart attack when the dishwasher decided to drain WHILE my hand was in the sink cavern. In case you don't know, that means that water begins to spray down inside the garbage disposal area!!!
...that's one way to cure constipation.