My mother and father are Cheap Cape Codders (tm) and are hoping to wake up one day to find the house has mysteriously repaired itself. I occasionally try to persuade them of the advantages of calling in a contractor before the roof falls in.
Me: "Oh yeah, we're getting our septic tank pumped next Friday."
My Mom: "Ho hum."
Me: "They say every four years. When was the last time yours' was done?"
My Mom: "A while ago. But the inspector said it's over-engineered. And anyway, there's only two of us."
Me: "Mom? Get the septic pumped before poop comes up the shower drain...AGAIN."
Okay, I didn't really say that last part. However, it did really happen and seeing it happen once was enough for me. I don't understand why once wasn't enough for my parents.
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