Shea and I have lived together for 19 years. My apartment is well over 90 years old, 4 stories, and has tons of bathrooms. Shea and I have had constant problems with both bathrooms, especially the toilets. I’m not sure if this is due to the fact that the plumbing idea is harshly ancient, or because Shea and I tend to buy cheap toilets. Like anything else, the quality of toilets vary a lot. Lengths of warranty, style, and mode of water are important features. Because our toilet usually dies after respected 9-5 hours, and we’re desperate to resolve the problem, Shea and I just grab a toilet off the shelf at the local hardware shop. We’ve had so many troubles with both toilets in the house, Shea and I regularly keep spare parts, wax rings, and plumbing tape on hand in the garage. My partner Shea has become an expert at repairing the toilet. Shea has a special toolbox for the screws and other wrenches he needs to handle every mode of plumbing issue. My partner Shea can upgrade the guts in the tank within 34 minutes flat. If the toilet won’t come up with water or won’t stop the water running, Shea upgrades the flapper in the tank. If the toilet is leaking out water, Shea periodically has to remove the toilet and then fix up the wax ring. Whether it’s a spill or a need for a whole up-to-date toilet, Shea can complete an entire installation project within 60 minutes. I guess Shea could hire himself out to our buddies and pals to resolve their toilet challenges.