It's hard to quantify why I'm such a stud but part of the reason has to do with the fact that I can do anything on earth (except change a light bulb. For that I must have one if not two erics and/or and electrician). Today I unclogged my own kitchen sink drain! I'm now flying high on an "I dont need no man for nothing" vibe. Oh Peace Corps, you have brought out the handy man in me. From unclogging toilets w/o a plunger, to replacing parts of the shower, to unclogging drains. I'm invincible!
First I bought some Mr. Muscle which is essentially drain-o as well some some powder versions of the stuff. For two days I tried these methods. All the while the water in my sink continued to get murkier and murkier. I called a boy that I know for advice and although his intent was good, his advice was not. He suggested I put my hand over the drain and try to plunger it. This only ended up with me having really wrinkly and stinky hands plus a clogged sink. So by this point my entire apartment smelled like drain-o, I had wrinkly hands, and I was high from the fumes. This was not a good sign and yet I still didn't want to call my school and tell them I had a problem.
I decided it was time to go to the hardware store. I didnt even know what I needed but I knew that was the place for advice. Totally unarmed w/o my dictionary (which i havent carried around with me since my first few months in country) I tried to explain that "There's a place in the kitchen where water goes. It has a hole in the bottom. Under the hole is a tunnel where the water goes. Somewhere in that tunnel is something and now the water is just sitting there and wont go down." They understood perfectly and a guy who was just in the store said to use Mr. Muscle. I said that hadn't worked. So then the guy pulls out the powdered stuff because it's stronger. Again, I had to say that the powders didnt work. I was starting to get nervous that they weren't going to be able to help and I'd have to cave in and call the school. He then pulled out another powder and asked if I had tried it before. He said it was different because you added hot water instead of cold water to get it to work and it was the strongest I could buy. I told him that I didnt think it would work because of all the cold water just chilling in there. He agreed.
Finally he had an idea that would work. He told me to shove something down the drain and I said, uhhh I dont have whatever you're talking about. I thought he meant wire, or something to that extent. Whatever he said, I knew I didnt have one. So then he goes in the back room and comes back with the word "wire". I said that I understood but didnt have one. The man walked out of the shop with a pair of pliers and came back with a gigantic length of wire. He said just shove it down the sink and that should fix it. I tried to pay him but the wire was on the house! That's one of the things I love about Bulgaria. They told me that my Bulgarian was really good and I thanked them for the help.
I came home and fiddled, fiddled, and fiddled. Nothing was happening. I sat on the couch for a minute break and when I walked back to the sink, it had drained a considerable amount of water. I was so pleased with myself that I bought myself a box of cheerios!
*well i bought the cereal earlier but now i can say it was an award to myself and i feel less guilty about how much it cost me!