Year: 2010

I’m working at home today so that the plumber from Bud Matthews Service in Chapel Hill can install our new faucet. We pretty much call them for anything. If they did car repair and baby sitting, we could just write them one big check every month.

Scott, who is installing the faucet, just said, “Sorry to bother you, but we have a problem.”

Frankly I’d rather here that from a dentist than a plumber.

He explained the problem to me. There are four holes in our sink and only three things to go in the holes “faucet, turny-ony device, soap squirter”. Our last faucet came with an escutcheon to cover all the holes. Yes, escutcheon. “I enjoy the fact that there is a word used almost nowhere anymore other than in plumbing and heraldry. ”

Since there’s no escutcheon, Scott explained, we’ll have to cover one of the holes with a small metal disc. Scott usually carries them with him, but he just used his last one this morning. He explained they are available for sale at Lowe’s, and are installed by means of a wing nut.

I told him that wasn’t really a problem.