My roommate's broken dishwasher story sounded like a total lie until the plumber showed me the real problem
My roommate kept saying the dishwasher was broken and that's why dishes piled up for 3 straight weeks with a funky smell in the kitchen. I figured he was just lazy and making up an excuse, so I almost paid $180 for a repair guy myself to prove it. Before I called, a plumber friend named Dave in Denver came by and popped open the bottom panel, and there was a plastic spoon jammed in the drain pump the whole time. He pulled it out with needle nose pliers in maybe 90 seconds and ran a cycle that came out clean. I felt dumb for doubting my roommate, and he felt dumb for never once pulling the filter. Now we have a rule that whoever loads the dishwasher checks that little trap every Sunday. Has anyone else had a dumb fix like this that made them eat their words?