Kitchen sink broken. Chuck must fix.

Sometimes you call your landlord when things break in your apartment.

And sometimes … you attempt to fix things yourself.

Such was the case yesterday, when one of the tap handles on my kitchen sink broke.  It just fell apart, right in my hand.

That’s not good.

So here’s what happened.

Yesterday, the plastic knob on my sink broke apart.  The plastic split in the middle, leaving me with three broken plastic pieces.

Luckily, the knob broke as I was shutting OFF the water, or else I would have a major flooding situation.  And that’s not good.

Oh man, I don’t need this.  And I looked over all my options:

  • (A) I could call the landlord and have him come over and replace the knob.
  • (B) I could call a plumber and replace the faucet, eating the cost of repairs to the sink myself.  Urgh.
  • (C) I could learn to live with washing my dishes in scalding hot water.

And in the end, I chose Option D.

Option D meant … maybe I can fix this thing myself.

I mean, what’s so hard about plumbing?

He says, as he looks for his raincoat and snorkel.

No, seriously.  The knob broke.  Certainly I can find another faucet with a similar knob pattern, right?

Quick trip to Home Depot.  And yes, I took the remaining parts from my faucet knob with me.

And as I walked up and down the plumbing supply aisles…

Holy crap.  They actually sell kitchen sink knobs.  No, seriously, they do.  Some company named Danco manufactures Delta clear plastic sink handles.  $15 later, I was on my way home with the knobs.


Okay.  Now comes the installation process.   Right now, this is what my cold water knob looks like on my sink.

I examined my options.  Then, using a Phillips screwdriver, I care – ful -ly removed the top screw.

Okay, no water’s flowing out.  This is a good sign.

I took the cold water plastic knob out of the package, threaded the screw through the knob, and re-attached the screw to the faucet assembly.  Then I placed the “C” cap on top of the knob, to cover over the screw.

Water test.

Deep breath.  Turn the knob and …

Water gushed out of the spigot.

Cold water.

Repair complete.

Damn I’m good.  All I need now is a tool belt, some low-in-the-waist butt crack jeans, and a pipefitters union card, amirite?

No, just kidding.  On a scale of 1 to 10, where 10 involves blowtorches and pipe wrenches, this replacement barely merited half of a 1.  But $15 is a lot cheaper than calling a plumber or calling my landlord to do the repair.

See, I like my landlord.  And I don’t want to bug him for things unless they’re something I can’t control.

And now I have hot and cold running water in my kitchen sink.

This is good.

Now if you’ll excuse me … I have some dishes to wash.

Yes, dishes do pile up when you don’t have cold water to rinse them off with.  Trust me on this. 😀