Water Beds and Wild Turkeys
May 7th, 2009
Caution: Strange Tidings Ahead.
Recently, someone I know asked me to help them out with something. Of course, being the wonderful person that I am, I agreed to do so. Note: ask for details first. It turns out that this wonderful friend of mine had sprung a leak in their water bed. Upon hearing this I immediately conjured visions of flooded rooms, ruined carpets and furniture and just general disaster. Turns out it wasn’t quite as bad as I had feared. It was a slow leak that over the course of days (or weeks) had been slowly trickling into the padded frame supporting the bed. To make matters worse, the bed was split into two bladders and we didn’t know which one was leaking.
Ok, now according to the instructions printed on the tag, we were supposed to use an electric pump to drain the bed to prevent something from happening. Needless to say, we had no pump. My next move was to call the plumber to ask for advice (though my instinct told me to ask for an estimate). The plumber recommended that we use a hose to siphon out one bladder at a time. Obviously, no hose. Finally we found a hose, hooked up, stretched the hose through a window and over the overhang down to the ground. After a few minutes of draining the water, I looked out the window, and standing there, looking right back up at me was a Wild Turkey. I kid you not, a Wild Turkey was watching me help my friend drain their leaky bladder.
My friend is now sleeping on pool floats and couch cushions tucked into the padded frame.
Oh boy.
Bret