Well, I obviously let my knife case slide down the drain without noticing. As soon as I turned it on I heard this terribly loud 'CRUUUNCH' and I sorta freaked out. I looked down the disposal and saw that it was just the case for one of my knives. No biggie ... I just figured I could fish it out really quickly. Now, I know you're not really supposed to do this but I very carefully stuck my hand down there to grab the case out. It wouldn't budge and I wasn't comfortable with having my hand in the garbage disposal for long.
Can you imagine if I died because I got my hand chopped off in a garbage disposal!?! Josh would say that is natural selection for sure. But, I digress. Since I wasn't in the mood to lose any fingers that day, I grabbed a pair of tongs and figured I could get it to budge loose. Nope! I tried and tried for 20 minutes and couldn't get it to move in the slightest. Ben wasn't at home so I decided to call my parents to see if they had any ideas. Mom told me to get the little allen wrench thingy and unlock the disposal and that I should be able to get it out.
Let me tell you, this is not as easy as it sounds. I took everything out from underneath the sink, found the allen wrench key, got my flashlight, and laid down with my head in the cabinet. I worked and worked with that key trying to get it to come loose and couldn't. I was SO FRUSTRATED. I tried calling Ben to tell him he had to come home from the golf course but couldn't get him so I called my parents in a panic again. Dad told me that I probably was just not strong enough to wriggle the thing loose.
Excuse me? Are you questioning my strength? Are you telling me that I can't do something?
Umm, I think so.
I worked and worked for another 10 minutes or so. FINALLY it came loose!
Damn, it feels good to be a gangsta!!!!!!!!!!!!
Aren't yall proud?