Bad Shower

(picture from actual incident)

Had a nasty shower this morning. Spent a long time cleaning my mouth while most of the precious water wasted away on the wall. I lathered my whole body up with some Ivory soap and was about to step back under the shower head. I took one step towards the hot stream and it stopped. The water pressure completely stopped! No hot no cold. And there I was like a shampooed dog with no way to rinse. Troy and Fran laughed at me through the door. I don’'t blame them though, I woulda laughed too. I just didn’'t like the way Troy’'s laugh sounded so mean. Well no, that'’s not true, I like that Troy’'s mean; it makes me laugh. Eventually they got around to bringing the landlord up while I waited in the bathroom squeegeeing what I could from my spider legs. “"Yeah, it shouldn’t be too long"” Troy said. “"Ok, like, '‘too long'’ as in a few minutes or-"” before I could finish Troy butted in, “"No, ‘'too long'’ as in a couple of days, heh-heh-heh”." And he meant it. I looked to the water reservoir in the back of the can as my only saving grace and was just about to dip my hands into it when Troy knocked on the door and slipped me some water from a pot that was on the stove. I took a dirty green floor towel (supplied by the Devil), Troy'’s regular towel, and proceeded to dunk it in the pot and slap it over my body, thus ridding myself of the soapy coat. I went to my room and dried off proper-like with a normal towel and stepped back into the living room. I was just about to tell Troy and Fran how much that whole ordeal stank but was interrupted by an animated Fran informing us that the water was now back on-full power. Back on, full power, no reason. My luck.