FINDING A SOLUTION
As a Porter, I was watching a person make a blend in a blender. The blender was full and all of a sudden, it started to get lower and lower. I looked at the blender cord, which ran under a carpet, across the floor to the other end and it was covered with the chocolate blend. I went to find the mop to clean it up and I could not find it, so I thought, “I will look in my truck.”
I searched through the back of my truck and there, the blend was all over the bed of the truck. I took everything out of the bed and sat it on the ground in the parking lot. I thought, “The truck’s only two stalls away from the restaurant, I’ll use the restaurant’s hose.”
I walked up into the restaurant where a man was sitting by the hose, talking to another man. I tapped him on the shoulder and said, “When I signal you, could you turn on the water for me, please,” and I proceeded to pull out the hose, which looked very long. I pulled it out toward the parking lot to my truck.
The hose only reached to the end of the driveway, not even to the sidewalk. I thought, “Well, I have a couple of hoses in the truck and I know that they are long. I will just attach those to their hose, so then they would be able to reach.”
I got the hoses out of my truck and proceeded to hook them up to the hose of the restaurant along with electrical cords, which I don’t know why but the electrical cords were tied to the hoses and I had to untie them to turn them around because the plug-ins were on the wrong ends. Now that I had the electrical cords turned around, I had to find which plug-in to use because there were five or six different patterns of plug-ins.
Now that it was all together, I turned and looked at the truck. The truck was now in the parking lot, down the hill, on the other side of a chain-link fence.
I thought once again, “I’ll start up the truck and drive it up to the sidewalk, next to the restaurant.” So I put down the hose and I walked to the truck along with two other people. One of them said he wanted to drive the truck. He jumped into the truck, started it up and drove forward a little ways. I told him, “Just back it up the hill but don’t hit the tree that is behind the truck.”
He proceeded to drive forward, around the parking lot and up to the road in front of the restaurant. He stopped, I said, “Okay, that’s good.” He put it into reverse and started to back up the driveway of the restaurant where there was a crowd of people. He pulled way up into the driveway, running into about ten or twelve people. I yelled, “STOP!” He pulled forward and the truck rolled back into the street. I told him to stop, put it into park and shut it off. He turned it off and tried to get out of the truck but his foot was caught, twisted backwards in the door. He opened the door and fell out into the street and the truck rolled to the middle of the street and stopped.
I thought, “Oh good, now I can get the hose, wash out the truck and be done. I turned around to grab the hose. They were all disconnected and rolled up. The people had dispersed and were just standing or sitting around. I unrolled the hoses and noticed that both of my hoses had only the female ends to the hose, so I couldn’t connect them together.
I thought, “Well, the truck is right there, I can just use the restaurant’s hose.” I put the hoses down and went to get the restaurant’s hose. It too was disconnected. I looked at the end of the hose and it did not have male end, which was in my hand. I tried to put it back onto the hose but there was some white gummy stuff inside. I scraped out some of the white goop but it kept coming, so I thought, “I’ll just go and turn the water on for a little bit to flush out the hose and then put the end on so I can wash out my truck.”
I went to turn the water on but it was now on the other side of this wall. I had to climb up onto a bathroom sink where two people were sitting, jump up and crawled through a two foot by two foot window. When I stepped on the sink, it was made out of plastic and was denting in. I stepped on a different spot and jumped up through the window. Once down on the other side, I noticed that the hose was disconnected. The hose came through the wall but was lying on the floor. I picked it up and noticed that it too had no connection.
I thought, “I’ll just spread the rubber end apart and I will just place the rubber end around the spigot.” I pulled the hose toward the faucet and now the faucet was gone. All that was left was a copper ninety. I had to stand on a chair and a countertop to reach the ninety, spread the rubber and put it on to the fitting.
The rubber hose fit around the ninety but slid off, so I thought, “I need to tie it on somehow.” I jumped down to see what I could find. A girl asked if she could use the bathroom to which I replied, “Yes.” I continued to walk over to a table where some construction guys had their tools lying about. I found a little crinkled up wire and a pliers. I picked them up and went back over to the chair and the counter, climbed up with the hose to put it back onto the pipe. I now had to place the hose around the curve of the 90° angle because the ninety was half cut off. Once the hose was on, I needed to get the wire wrapped around. The copper fitting was now right up against a piece of wood on the wall. I went to straighten the wire where it was crinkled and a piece broke off. Now the wire was too short in order to tie it together.
I was so frustrated that I woke up. The moral of the story is just leave the mess or, sit back on the toilet and think about. Now that you are awake, you will know exactly what you should have done.