- Aug 24, 2000
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It's a bit of a long read, but this is my story:
Yesterday was a sad day indeed as my wife insisted I replace our old toilet in the main bathroom with a new one that better finished off the recent remodel...
My old toilet was a magnificant work of porcelain perfection. It stood proud in our bathroom for years and performed its duty will with the strengh of a full 6 gallon flush only available in toilets from days-gone-by !!
I can still remember how it used to feel to laugh at my poor friends in their new houses and apartments as they complained about their puny low-flow toilets and the pain of constantly cleaning the dreaded elongated bowl. Smugly I would chuckle inside thankful that I was exempt from these lavatory pleasures!! My toilet worked like a man's toilet should!!
It was only recently that the flush valve became problematic requing that one hold down the handle through the entire 10 second flushing action. A small price to pay for the flushing power of this vintage beauty but more than my wife could deal with.
I begged and pleaded for the life of my cherished commode insisting that I could easily fix the flushing mechanism... Alas, my pleas fell on deaf ears. She liked the looks of the new Kohler better as it sat ominously in the garage still encased in it's Home Depot box.
Against my wishes, it was my old faithful friend who ultimately lost out replaced by a newer model. At 1:38p.m. yesterday, the toilet I had come to know and love was pronounced dead... Replaced by a younger-flashier model.
And there it sat staring back at me with almost a grimacing evil grin emerging from it's dreaded elongated bowl with the 1.6 Gallons Per Flush rating as if to say [nelson] HA HA [/nelson].
As I awoke for my shower this morning I briefly considered that it was all just a bad dream until I was greated again by the new Kohler toilet standing proud in the main bathroom this time with a nice brown smear running along the bottom of the dreaded elongated bowl. Reminants I assume from one of the kid's midnight trips to the potty. An ominous glimpse into the more than certain future and then the realization hit me... I have become just another regular homeowner forced to deal with the eternal headaches of a low flow toilet!
And so it begins....
R.I.P. my old friend..
JR..
Yesterday was a sad day indeed as my wife insisted I replace our old toilet in the main bathroom with a new one that better finished off the recent remodel...
My old toilet was a magnificant work of porcelain perfection. It stood proud in our bathroom for years and performed its duty will with the strengh of a full 6 gallon flush only available in toilets from days-gone-by !!
I can still remember how it used to feel to laugh at my poor friends in their new houses and apartments as they complained about their puny low-flow toilets and the pain of constantly cleaning the dreaded elongated bowl. Smugly I would chuckle inside thankful that I was exempt from these lavatory pleasures!! My toilet worked like a man's toilet should!!
It was only recently that the flush valve became problematic requing that one hold down the handle through the entire 10 second flushing action. A small price to pay for the flushing power of this vintage beauty but more than my wife could deal with.
I begged and pleaded for the life of my cherished commode insisting that I could easily fix the flushing mechanism... Alas, my pleas fell on deaf ears. She liked the looks of the new Kohler better as it sat ominously in the garage still encased in it's Home Depot box.
Against my wishes, it was my old faithful friend who ultimately lost out replaced by a newer model. At 1:38p.m. yesterday, the toilet I had come to know and love was pronounced dead... Replaced by a younger-flashier model.
And there it sat staring back at me with almost a grimacing evil grin emerging from it's dreaded elongated bowl with the 1.6 Gallons Per Flush rating as if to say [nelson] HA HA [/nelson].
As I awoke for my shower this morning I briefly considered that it was all just a bad dream until I was greated again by the new Kohler toilet standing proud in the main bathroom this time with a nice brown smear running along the bottom of the dreaded elongated bowl. Reminants I assume from one of the kid's midnight trips to the potty. An ominous glimpse into the more than certain future and then the realization hit me... I have become just another regular homeowner forced to deal with the eternal headaches of a low flow toilet!
And so it begins....
R.I.P. my old friend..
JR..
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