Price Pfister Your Pfaucet Pfsucks……

Several weeks ago, the handle on our kitchen faucet began to stick, indicative of a much bigger problem we were not willing to risk waiting around to watch.

I notified Price Pfister of the Pfroblem and opened a ticket to have the unit, guaranteed under lifetime warranty replaced. That was three weeks ago.

I watched as the lever no longer moved up nor down, water no longer sprung from the holes and began lugging my dishes into the laundry room (which is not a butler’s pantry) while I anxiously awaited the new pfaucet.

I pfoned the customer service line, entered my conpfirmation code, was told the code did not exist despite being assured this number was my ticket to pfreedom.

I explained I had been extremely pfatient, I have a pfamily of pfive pfeople and have been carting my dishes into my laundry room after each meal.

The response from the customer service pfrofessional was less than pferfect, in fact, it was condescending, “Yeah, yeah and I’ve got a leaky bath tub, we all have problems.”

Sigh.

What to do?

Should I hire a Pfucking Pflumber to remove the existing unit, pfurchase a new one and pfay to have it installed?

Or should I continue to wait for my pfaucet, now three weeks overdue risking injury on my back from leaning into a tub no human shorter than 6’9” should attempt to use?

It has been a pfrustrating ordeal and the pfrosting on the cake was when I told Greg where we were at with the pfaucet company pfrompting him to pfone and stir the pfot.

Two minutes later our order was expedited and shipped almost immediately.

Hey Price Pfister. Can you guess what Pfinger I’m holding up?