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Exciting Times at la casa de Luna
Nov. 21st, 2012 12:05 amI put in laundry this evening, my poor much-dripped-upon tam htab, and didn't think much of it until I heard some clunking and then dripping and pouring from the kitchen. It was raining outside, but this was some inside noise.
Warm soapy water was pouring up out of my kitchen sink and all over the everything. I grabbed for towels, then hit the button on the launderizer to shut that thing down.
I had been writing, too, on a nice groove.
I called maintenance, then continued my damage control. The water stopped, and started to recede, which meant that it was in fact my washer. The nice maintenance guy called back and then showed up, and told me that my upstairs neighbors also would need to refrain from using their kitchen drains (no dishwasher, no sink, no laundry) until he could get it fixed in the morning, but there'd been no response when he knocked upstairs. And if I heard them, I should maybe pop upstairs to tell them.
I decided that in case they were up and going outside with the dog before I was actually awake, I should leave a note. There is thus a note on their door, in a ziploc bag, with some bonus M&M packs from Halloween, rubber-banded to the handle. I hope they get the note before doing something that will cause further flooding.
The maintenance dude will be back in the morning, so I'd better be awake in the morning. Fun for the whole family, let me tell you.
Warm soapy water was pouring up out of my kitchen sink and all over the everything. I grabbed for towels, then hit the button on the launderizer to shut that thing down.
I had been writing, too, on a nice groove.
I called maintenance, then continued my damage control. The water stopped, and started to recede, which meant that it was in fact my washer. The nice maintenance guy called back and then showed up, and told me that my upstairs neighbors also would need to refrain from using their kitchen drains (no dishwasher, no sink, no laundry) until he could get it fixed in the morning, but there'd been no response when he knocked upstairs. And if I heard them, I should maybe pop upstairs to tell them.
I decided that in case they were up and going outside with the dog before I was actually awake, I should leave a note. There is thus a note on their door, in a ziploc bag, with some bonus M&M packs from Halloween, rubber-banded to the handle. I hope they get the note before doing something that will cause further flooding.
The maintenance dude will be back in the morning, so I'd better be awake in the morning. Fun for the whole family, let me tell you.
