First, you might forget to close the valve. Then you turn on the pump, and your basement becomes a swimming pool. Don’t ask me how I know. Second, the hose might pop off and spray you right in the crotch. That’s not a fun surprise for anyone.
Third, you might discover your tank is 30 years old and held together by rust and hope. If it leaks after draining, congratulations—you get to buy a new tank! That’s adulthood in a nutshell.
