O...kaaaay...
Oct. 17th, 2004 04:24 pmI think I may have just received a signed note from the gods telling me to move out of these apartments.
I was eating lunch at the table when I heard splashing. I turn around to see water pouring out of one of the light fixtures. That's right, the (thankfully) turned-off light was pouring water onto my carpet. I grabbed a bucket and stuck it underneath as quickly as I could, and called the maintenence guys, and it turned out the apartment above us had a leak under their kitchen sink. (duh)
But when the ceiling starts pissing, you may want to move. If blood starts seeping out of the walls, I won't even stick around long enough to pack a change of clothes.
I was eating lunch at the table when I heard splashing. I turn around to see water pouring out of one of the light fixtures. That's right, the (thankfully) turned-off light was pouring water onto my carpet. I grabbed a bucket and stuck it underneath as quickly as I could, and called the maintenence guys, and it turned out the apartment above us had a leak under their kitchen sink. (duh)
But when the ceiling starts pissing, you may want to move. If blood starts seeping out of the walls, I won't even stick around long enough to pack a change of clothes.