A while ago in another thread I related some problems I was having with my vintage Waste King garbage disposal. I estimate this unit is about 30 years old - maybe more.
Anyway, it was tripping its motor breaker switch, after only a minute or less of operation. I tried servicing the plug, thinking that would fix the problem (if the problem was due to loose connections/low voltage). Initial results seemed promising, but then it started quitting again.
So I got out the trusty flashlight and tried to see if there was anything jammed in there. Then I got out my trusty stainless tongs, normally used for retrieving pickles from big jars, and rummaged around. Among other things, I retrieved a ball of string that I had used to truss up a rotisseried chicken. Still the Waste King would trip its switch. In desperation I put the tongs back in, and rotated the blades on the disposer this way and that.
For some reason, I must have dislodged something, because now the disposer works just fine, running for extended periods without complaint, digesting half the bones of the aforementioned chicken without complaint. Whatever was jamming it, beats me.
I'm just happy to witness the Return of the King.
Anyway, it was tripping its motor breaker switch, after only a minute or less of operation. I tried servicing the plug, thinking that would fix the problem (if the problem was due to loose connections/low voltage). Initial results seemed promising, but then it started quitting again.
So I got out the trusty flashlight and tried to see if there was anything jammed in there. Then I got out my trusty stainless tongs, normally used for retrieving pickles from big jars, and rummaged around. Among other things, I retrieved a ball of string that I had used to truss up a rotisseried chicken. Still the Waste King would trip its switch. In desperation I put the tongs back in, and rotated the blades on the disposer this way and that.
For some reason, I must have dislodged something, because now the disposer works just fine, running for extended periods without complaint, digesting half the bones of the aforementioned chicken without complaint. Whatever was jamming it, beats me.
I'm just happy to witness the Return of the King.