The hose from hell
I’ve had it with the garden hose. All of them. Any I’ve ever had, in fact. And all its friends, too. This hose was supposed to be the last I’d ever need; the non-kinking, indestructible, super-hero of hoses.
All was well until I had some work done in the yard and the construction guy unhooked the hose from the faucet so he didn’t drive over it with his Bobcat. Last night, I went to hook it back up so I could water my newly-seeded lawn.
But the one little screwy thing wouldn’t screw on the y-splitter attached to the faucet. How could that be? How could it work fine yesterday and not work at all today? This should not be rocket science. I should be smarter than a $2.99 hunk of brass or a $20 tube of rubber. I messed with it for an hour, trying it this way; these threads to those; this end to that. I’d get it halfway on, and then not be able to get it back off and it sprayed water all over me. Ahem. Several times.
So, I got a new y-splitter and managed to attach the hose to the faucet. I set off looking for a spray nozzle. I found one, attached it, and turned on the water. The connection seemed good, but the nozzle was bad — rusted through — and go figure, it sprayed water all over me.
Back to store. New nozzle. The new nozzle worked great, except that apparently the hose threads are now slightly dented (I’m sure that has nothing to do with my little temper tantrum over it), so even though the screw connection is tight, water escaped and — you guessed it — sprayed all over me.
I gave up on the nozzle and found an impulse sprinkler. Now those things really are rocket science.
Why don’t I have any hose sense? Can I blame it on my parents somehow? Does anyone have any advice or suggestions, short of getting an entire sprinkler system installed (and yes, I really am thinking about that!)


