This morning I was startled by my landlord who not only decided to show up unexpectedly but decided to let himself in when I didn't answer the door (I'm sorry, I was having breakfast and I wasn't expecting anyone this morning and gee, I must have missed the notice you sent me. You didn't send me a notice? Then what the fuck are you doing in my living room?). He'd come to fix my leaky bathtub tap.
Usually his repairs go something like this: stare at problem - hit with hammer - stare some more - hit with pliers - watch while tap explodes and water floods bathroom - come outside to deliver the news while wiping filthy hands on bath towels - claim water must be off all day until tomorrow maybe - act shocked when tenant says he's paying for her hotel room in that event - immediately call real plumber - plumber shows up hours later - plumber stares at problem - plumber hits tap with wrench - plumber complains about shoddy quality of previous repair - plumber wipes filthy hands on remaining bath towels - plumber waves magic wand and fixes leak - tenant goes inside to test taps and is horrified by the mess they've all made of her bathroom - tenant spends remaining daylight cleaning up, laundering towels, cursing, etc.
Which is why I like to know ahead of time when he's coming so I can hide the nice towels and leave the dog towels out and let the cats out into the courtyard so I can keep an eye on them and keep them from getting underfoot. Also, I would have taken a shower ahead of time instead of spending most of the day rotting in my own filth. Go on, picture THAT.
Eisenhowever, my friend Chris called out of the blue and I finally got to see "I Am Legend" which was a truly excellent movie. Nothing at all like "Last Man on Earth" or "The Omega Man" but truly a great stand-alone movie. The ending was a little too "Postman" for me but I'm willing to accept it. AND the Munny zipper pull I thought I'd lost in the parking lot was found by the front door when I got home! Yay!
P.S. Where the heck is the package I sent for the swap? Post Office has no record of it and my inquiries have been met with "Duuuuuuuuhhhhhh?" HATE YOU post office! Hate you lots!
Usually his repairs go something like this: stare at problem - hit with hammer - stare some more - hit with pliers - watch while tap explodes and water floods bathroom - come outside to deliver the news while wiping filthy hands on bath towels - claim water must be off all day until tomorrow maybe - act shocked when tenant says he's paying for her hotel room in that event - immediately call real plumber - plumber shows up hours later - plumber stares at problem - plumber hits tap with wrench - plumber complains about shoddy quality of previous repair - plumber wipes filthy hands on remaining bath towels - plumber waves magic wand and fixes leak - tenant goes inside to test taps and is horrified by the mess they've all made of her bathroom - tenant spends remaining daylight cleaning up, laundering towels, cursing, etc.
Which is why I like to know ahead of time when he's coming so I can hide the nice towels and leave the dog towels out and let the cats out into the courtyard so I can keep an eye on them and keep them from getting underfoot. Also, I would have taken a shower ahead of time instead of spending most of the day rotting in my own filth. Go on, picture THAT.
Eisenhowever, my friend Chris called out of the blue and I finally got to see "I Am Legend" which was a truly excellent movie. Nothing at all like "Last Man on Earth" or "The Omega Man" but truly a great stand-alone movie. The ending was a little too "Postman" for me but I'm willing to accept it. AND the Munny zipper pull I thought I'd lost in the parking lot was found by the front door when I got home! Yay!
P.S. Where the heck is the package I sent for the swap? Post Office has no record of it and my inquiries have been met with "Duuuuuuuuhhhhhh?" HATE YOU post office! Hate you lots!
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