Plumber by default..!

"Your flush wasn't working!" I said as I came out of the washroom of a friend's house last week and found everybody waiting outside. "Oh I'm so sorry!" said the host as he rushed in and turned the flush, "Its working," he said.
"Yes," I said, "I repaired it!"
"Thanks," said the host looking at me strangely.
The wife was in the car already, "You took a long time. Thought you had passed out, what happened?"
"The usual!"
"Flush wasn't working?"
"Yeah!" I said casually, "but I got it fixed!"
"You should start charging for your plumbing skills!" she roared and we both laughed out loud and drove back home. It started a few years ago, when I discovered I had the uncanny knack of entering a wash room where the flush didn't work. My conscience forbade me to leave bathroom in filthy state, though a rather sinister part of me, whispered that if I sneaked out nobody would ever know, but like I said my conscience put its foot down.
"You idiot!" I shouted quietly at the flush as it looked back vacantly. And then I decided I would have to do something. I lifted lid, and looked in and found that water could not flow in as there was a twisted tube. "That's easy," I murmured as I untwisted poor tube and hey presto water gushed in and gushed out and gushed on to me.
"You had a bath inside?" asked the host when I finally came out, "there's a towel if you need one!"
The next flush had me being more careful. I studied it first, closed tap that fed water in, then went on with my repair job. "Aha!" I said as water flowed into pot, "Aha!" I must have looked pleased too as host asked, "What's the smile for? You found my hidden Playboys?"
"They weren't in the flush!" I said dramatically as I joined the crowd outside, content there was no stain to show for hard work done. I was becoming professional.
"They were wondering where you were?" said the wife wearily.
"What did you say?"
"Told them you were getting potty trained! You took long!"
I decided I'd need to speed things up and started carry a spanner and a pair of pliers in my coat, but found they bulged a bit and had women giving me strange looks in a dance. " Eureka!" I shouted at a dollar store, as I found a foldable pair of spanners and pliers.
"You took a long time!" said the wife last evening.
"Pliers fell in!" I said.
"You didn't…." screamed the wife.
"No," I smiled, "I managed with the spanner..!"
"Good," smiled the wife, "but why so long?"
"Spanner got caught in my pant zip," I said sheepishly.
"Aren't you going to pull it out?"
"Can't," I whispered as women looked at me seductively and men enviously, "but this is one time I'm in no hurry; my plumbing can wait..!"
    
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Plumber by default..!

Your flush wasnt working! I said as I came out of the washroom of a friends house last week and found everybody waiting outside. Oh Im so sorry! said the host as he rushed in and turned the flush, Its working, he said. Yes, I said, I repaired it! Thanks, said the host looking at me strangely. The wife was in the car already, You took a long time. Thought you had passed out, what happened? The usual! Flush wasnt working? Yeah! I said casually, but I got it fixed! You should start charging for your plumbing skills! she roared and we both laughed out loud and drove back home. It started a few years ago, when I discovered I had the uncanny knack of entering a wash room where the flush didnt work. My conscience forbade me to leave bathroom in filthy state, though a rather sinister part of me, whispered that if I sneaked out nobody would ever know, but like I said my conscience put its foot down. You idiot! I shouted quietly at the flush as it looked back vacantly. And then I decided I would have to do something. I lifted lid, and looked in and found that water could not flow in as there was a twisted tube. Thats easy, I murmured as I untwisted poor tube and hey presto water gushed in and gushed out and gushed on to me. You had a bath inside? asked the host when I finally came out, theres a towel if you need one! The next flush had me being more careful. I studied it first, closed tap that fed water in, then went on with my repair job. Aha! I said as water flowed into pot, Aha! I must have looked pleased too as host asked, Whats the smile for? You found my hidden Playboys? They werent in the flush! I said dramatically as I joined the crowd outside, content there was no stain to show for hard work done. I was becoming professional. They were wondering where you were? said the wife wearily. What did you say? Told them you were getting potty trained! You took long! I decided Id need to speed things up and started carry a spanner and a pair of pliers in my coat, but found they bulged a bit and had women giving me strange looks in a dance. Eureka! I shouted at a dollar store, as I found a foldable pair of spanners and pliers. You took a long time! said the wife last evening. Pliers fell in! I said. You didnt. screamed the wife. No, I smiled, I managed with the spanner..! Good, smiled the wife, but why so long? Spanner got caught in my pant zip, I said sheepishly. Arent you going to pull it out? Cant, I whispered as women looked at me seductively and men enviously, but this is one time Im in no hurry; my plumbing can wait..! [email protected]