tale of my kitchen faucet
Well, my kitchen faucet chose a great time to spring a fountain over my sink. It happened yesterday, a Saturday when I wasn’t sure if my regular plumber was open for business.
They were and they promptly sent a plumber over. He advised me to go buy my own faucet and he’d come back tomorrow and install it for me. That would save me money, he said.
No arguments there. He drew me a picture of the features I needed to look for and sent me on my merry way to the store. Gosh, there were so many different brands and models.
So which one do I get? A Moen, an imported brand, the one with a retractable head? So many choices, my head started spinning
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Finally I decided to get some help from the store assistant to help me decide. This is what I bought. Great timing too because there was a sale on and I saved 20%. Yay.
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