After Tom's departure, I sat around wallowing in self-pity about my crumbling house and imagining all the destruction that was going to occur as a result of my slab leak.
Then an angel named Joe appeared.
Joe, is the "leak detection specialist." His fancy equipment was a flash light. He was a man of few words, he walked into my kitchen, took off the front part of my dishwasher and said that's the leak, there's no slab leak here, you need a new dishwasher.
I started doing a happy dance about no slab leak. Joe looked at me like I was crazy. Then I made him check the slab just be sure. I'm sure he loves going to houses with crazy women who know nothing of plumbing demanding things and doing happy dances. So he confirmed that it was not a slab leak and was on his way.
I'm so excited, yes I still have to do mold remediation, but my dishwasher is covered by my home warranty so this is going to be way less costly than I thought it would be.
But, I'm left wondering, why the hell did freaking jolly Tom punch all those holes in my wall! All he needed to do was to look under the dishwasher.
Tom unfortunatly does not seem to be the brightest man in the world but I am glad this got resolved.
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