Last week I encountered a unique and surprising series of events when I went to retrieve a radon test.
The home inspector had strategically placed the test in a basement closet on the top shelf. That was bad enough since the shelf height was around 6 feet high and I am but a mere 5 foot 4 inches tall. Adding insult to injury was the fact that the basement area was treacherously dark.
Approaching the closet, I carefully reached for the test and, faster than a speeding bullet, one of the canisters came crashing down, smashing on the floor and completely falling apart. I then witnessed something that I have never had a desire to see - the inside contents of a radon canister - specifically, piles of black charcoal that were spilled in every direction.
With fast thinking and brilliant reactionary skills, I quickly scooped up the black concoction stuffing it with my bare hands tidily back into the can. Hoping against hope, I thought, "Surely this does not mean that the test is ruined!"
Delicately placing the lid back on the canister, I then sealed it with the handy yellow tape that was provided, tightly compressed it and stuck it in the convenient mailer. Unfortunately, at least half of the charcoal substance still remained on the floor in a pile with bits ground into the carpet of this previously immaculate home.
Much to my chagrin, when I called the radon lab and explained my predicament to them they informed me that - yes, the test was completely ruined.
What to do? How would I explain to my client that her test was now destroyed?
Enter, The Radon Man. The Radon Man has a machine that continuously monitors the level of radon in the air. He claims that it is a much more definitive measurement than the once beloved charcoal canisters.
I will be meeting with The Radon Man tomorrow at which time he will install the machine for two days. At the end of the two day period, I am promised results right on the spot. No waiting!
If this experiment is a success, I will more-than-likely be switching to his services permanently. And, I will do this for a very important reason.
The spectacle of black charcoal piles scattered all over a perfectly clean carpet is something I never wish to behold again!
Copyright 2011 "The Mysterious Case of the Slippery Radon Canister"
Claudette Millette, Broker, Owner, The Buyers' Counsel - (508) 881-6230
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