Post Seventeen: This makes even less sense.

[witchofthechalk]

Does anyone know how to refit a toilet?

Apparently that's my new job here.

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[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Do you?

What is your job?

[is-an-island.livejournal.com]

I do. Yesterday, I didn't hate as much. I hated America. I hated parties. I hated potato salad and I hated my own memories. Today, I hate everything.

My job is borscht. But for now, I'll teach you... plumbing.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

....alright.

[is-an-island.livejournal.com]

I'll teach you how to... refit... a toilet.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

What does that even mean?

[is-an-island.livejournal.com]

Something about taking it apart or some rot like that.

We can tinker around the toilet and see.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

....alright. Because I have to do 12 of them for tomorrow.

[is-an-island.livejournal.com]

I suppose I'll help a bit.

I'm sure it'll be easier after the eleventh one.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Or the twelfth.

[is-an-island.livejournal.com]

The thirteenth.

You're far too young to be assigned a job already, though. What a bloody mess.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

I am 13. Maybe you have to be a teenager to get one.

Did you get a job?

[is-an-island.livejournal.com]

... Borscht.

Could be worse, I suppose. Like inventing cold fusion or some rot like that.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Borscht?

....what is cold fusion?

[is-an-island.livejournal.com]

Borscht.

Something that he can't do, at any rate. At least your job isn't too difficult.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

What is borscht?

[is-an-island.livejournal.com]

Some sort of soup.

I just have to make some.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Oh. Do you know how to make it?

[is-an-island.livejournal.com]

It sounds to be a staple of this community, so I'm sure I'll find the recipe somewhere.