Wherein we return this blog to our core competency: plumbing disasters

We had a leak in the main men's room by the urinals. It turns out that one of the urinals has some kind of internal leak, and it's a spot-welded mess, so we weren't able to get in there with any kind of sealant. It probably has to be replaced. And, in the intervening two decades, it turns out that these urinals have become unobtainium. While the model shows up in some catalogs, you can't actually get them. Someone theorized that it may be because of newer water-conservation requirements; who knows. This makes me sad primarily because these urinals look exactly like Cybertrucks (vice versa, actually) and pissing on a stand-in for an Incel Camino brough me some amount of joy. There don't seem to be any stainless steel urinals out in the world that aren't cheap junk, so I guess we'll have to go with porcelain this time, against my better judgment. TBD. Anyway, having pulled that urinal, we were still getting a leak from somewhere. Oh. Well there's your problem: See that growth in the…