Where is Bob Villa's ass when you need him? This old apartment is getting ridiculous. It's always nice to take a shower while standing in sewage that's backed up into your tub. That's like the third time in a year that it's happened. We suspect the Rosie O'Donnell types that live next door as the cause of the clog, but I really don't want to think about that. That's not the only problem we've had. On Christmas Eve, the hot water hose sprung a leak and soaked the carpet. The maintenance guy had to come out and fix it and the carpet dude had to set up a fan and dehumidifier and leave it running all weekend. The ceiling has leaked, with water pouring out of one of the light fixtures. It's just one thing after another. I see spiders crawling around all the time and just the other day, we caught a mouse. It had been crawling around on the counter tops, taking a dump all over the stove, real nice when you're getting ready to have breakfast. What will it be next time? Don't know how much more I can take.
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