Right, just the perfect ending to this week. I went home for lunch, got my lunch out of the fridge, nuked it and sat down at the computer to eat.
There's this... odd... noise suddenly coming from the kitchen, so I go and look, and find out via soaked socks that there's now at least a half inch of WATER all over the kitchen floor that wasn't there fifteen minutes ago. Spiffy - the water heater's busted something. Dry socks, abandoned lunch, running down the hill to the complex office because I don't know their freaking phone number. Fortunately someone's there who takes my huffing, puffing explanation seriously and calls maintenance right away. I trudge back up the hill rather more slowly and call ACat to let him know what's going on and that I plan to extend lunch until I can at least be sure this will be taken care of - I LIKE my hot showers. The maintenance guy, bless his heart, showed up in the middle of the call and told me I should have just turned off the water heater. Well, fine - show me where for next time, cause I'm damned if I was going to mess with a bad situation and make it worse when I really was NOT sure which thing to turn in there! Anyhow, he turned it off and promised to fix it today, but it will apparently take time to drain it and fix it and all, so I mopped up the kitchen best I could, left a pile of sopping towels in the corner and came back to work after gulping my cold-again pizza.
So, final score is: wish the water heater hadn't DONE this, immensely glad it did it while I was THERE, and very glad (for once) that we live in an apartment complex where I can just go and complain and have someone else fix it. (Also had a mildly amusing conversation with the guy about why I wasn't a male - my husband is the only name on the lease. It seemed to confuse him.)
Can I please just have this entire week drop out of my life, please? I don't wanna be a goddamn grownup.
There's this... odd... noise suddenly coming from the kitchen, so I go and look, and find out via soaked socks that there's now at least a half inch of WATER all over the kitchen floor that wasn't there fifteen minutes ago. Spiffy - the water heater's busted something. Dry socks, abandoned lunch, running down the hill to the complex office because I don't know their freaking phone number. Fortunately someone's there who takes my huffing, puffing explanation seriously and calls maintenance right away. I trudge back up the hill rather more slowly and call ACat to let him know what's going on and that I plan to extend lunch until I can at least be sure this will be taken care of - I LIKE my hot showers. The maintenance guy, bless his heart, showed up in the middle of the call and told me I should have just turned off the water heater. Well, fine - show me where for next time, cause I'm damned if I was going to mess with a bad situation and make it worse when I really was NOT sure which thing to turn in there! Anyhow, he turned it off and promised to fix it today, but it will apparently take time to drain it and fix it and all, so I mopped up the kitchen best I could, left a pile of sopping towels in the corner and came back to work after gulping my cold-again pizza.
So, final score is: wish the water heater hadn't DONE this, immensely glad it did it while I was THERE, and very glad (for once) that we live in an apartment complex where I can just go and complain and have someone else fix it. (Also had a mildly amusing conversation with the guy about why I wasn't a male - my husband is the only name on the lease. It seemed to confuse him.)
Can I please just have this entire week drop out of my life, please? I don't wanna be a goddamn grownup.
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Date: 2006-02-10 05:31 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-02-10 06:22 pm (UTC)Glad things are at least more or less under control, and *hug* offered for all the tsuris.
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Date: 2006-02-10 07:07 pm (UTC)There's just nothing to MULCH!
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Date: 2006-02-10 10:46 pm (UTC)On the bright side, at least there was someone you COULD call to fix the darn thing. House life doesn't have that particular benefit that apartment living offers.
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Date: 2006-02-11 02:30 am (UTC)Yes both of these are wonderful! While I don't really love apartment complexes this is one perk I do appreciate.
I'm so glad you were there too! That's like a few years ago in Boston when I was about to leave in about an hour for Boskone and my water pipe burst! All in all it was a mess and took about a week (after professional water removal and with industrial fans running) for the living and bedroom to dry out again but if I hadn't been there but had already left for the weekend... *shudder* to think about.
*hugs* hope you have water again :).
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Date: 2006-02-11 11:21 pm (UTC)Dihydrogen Monoxide
Date: 2006-02-12 12:08 am (UTC)Yeah, we had one give out on us back in the early '90s. It did a better job (of flooding the downstairs) than when the main water line under the front lawn broke in the late '80s, but not as much damage as when a week and a half of heavy rain and strong winds last fall did a major tune on the roof. :(
We may be mostly water and need it to survive, but it can be not our friend. :)
"I don't wanna be a goddamn grownup."
'I'll face my foes down with a manic grin...
I'll never give up, never give up, never give up - not me!' ? :)
Speaking of H2O, you responsible for this blizzard that's coming up the coast tonight? [g & d]
Ann O.
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