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My 15 year old water heater finally went to heater heater heaven. She was a true and faithful servant through the years. But, in these things we must girt our loins and move on. Time for a new water heater, despite the sober and manly tears.
The plumber came in yesterday. A nice 35 year old with a chipper demeaner. A family man of the old school, like myself. He came with several good recommendations from neighbors. The man is building his business and making friends in our small town seems important to him.
As I helped him wrestle the old girl out of the man cave, he noticed my pipe wall and said he always wanted to try pipe smoking. He related to me that he and his business partner were enthusiastic cigar enjoyers. He also shared my liking for old Columbo episodes. We exchanged impressions of Peter Falk hunching over and saying, "Uh, just one more 'ting".
By the time he was left, I had given him a cleaned estate briar and several samples in each of the main categories of pipe tobacco. He was a good student and learned quickly to pack a pipe, charring lights and gentle sipping and exhalation through the nose. He was authentically happy. So much so that at the truck, when I was paying him, he knocked $110 off the cost of a new water heater installation. And I made a new friend as well.
My 15 year old water heater finally went to heater heater heaven. She was a true and faithful servant through the years. But, in these things we must girt our loins and move on. Time for a new water heater, despite the sober and manly tears.
The plumber came in yesterday. A nice 35 year old with a chipper demeaner. A family man of the old school, like myself. He came with several good recommendations from neighbors. The man is building his business and making friends in our small town seems important to him.
As I helped him wrestle the old girl out of the man cave, he noticed my pipe wall and said he always wanted to try pipe smoking. He related to me that he and his business partner were enthusiastic cigar enjoyers. He also shared my liking for old Columbo episodes. We exchanged impressions of Peter Falk hunching over and saying, "Uh, just one more 'ting".
By the time he was left, I had given him a cleaned estate briar and several samples in each of the main categories of pipe tobacco. He was a good student and learned quickly to pack a pipe, charring lights and gentle sipping and exhalation through the nose. He was authentically happy. So much so that at the truck, when I was paying him, he knocked $110 off the cost of a new water heater installation. And I made a new friend as well.
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