Crystal clear...
My room mate Jaime bought one of those fancy Clear 2.0 water pitchers that has a filter in it this weekend in the pursuit of making our drinking water at home more healthy and better tasting. 
It came with a pretty sizable booklet of instructions, for what would be considered such a simple device. So one night while Jaime was out gallavanting I decided to take on the pitcher and read the manual and fill it up.
I removed the aerator from our sink, screwed in the one that came with the pitcher, hooked up the hose and turned on the faucet. Seems simple right? Somehow I ended up squirting water everywhere,
including myself in the face, since the faucet and aerator didn't fit together just right. And it
filled up so slow since more water was ending up on me then in the pitcher. I was cursing up a storm. I bet my neighbors could hear me yelling at the stupid thing. Finally I got the thing full, and resolved that I would never again tango with the dumb contraption.
So Jaime came home yesterday after work, and proceeded to refill the pitcher. I warned her of what a pain it is, and about how much trouble I had with it. And then she effortlessly fills the pitcher in no time flat. Without even so much as glancing at the booklet.
It came with a pretty sizable booklet of instructions, for what would be considered such a simple device. So one night while Jaime was out gallavanting I decided to take on the pitcher and read the manual and fill it up.
I removed the aerator from our sink, screwed in the one that came with the pitcher, hooked up the hose and turned on the faucet. Seems simple right? Somehow I ended up squirting water everywhere,
including myself in the face, since the faucet and aerator didn't fit together just right. And it
filled up so slow since more water was ending up on me then in the pitcher. I was cursing up a storm. I bet my neighbors could hear me yelling at the stupid thing. Finally I got the thing full, and resolved that I would never again tango with the dumb contraption.
So Jaime came home yesterday after work, and proceeded to refill the pitcher. I warned her of what a pain it is, and about how much trouble I had with it. And then she effortlessly fills the pitcher in no time flat. Without even so much as glancing at the booklet.