I feel fine, so here's why I had to call out sick in the second week of school.....
Well, my bathroom flooded yesterday. And I live on the second floor.
Here's the scoop. First let me start by saying that I haven't had an air conditioner all summer long. And that I've been talking to *Joe, my land lord's brother and our maintenance guy all summer about this. Apparently right now they are sending us a new one???
My bathroom sink is one of the push and pull kind, like this:
Except, ours is an older model, and when you pull out the faucet to use it, number 1, the entire sink moves, and number 2, sometimes when you shut it off you'd come back later and the faucet had come back up some and was leaking. No matter how hard you pushed it, sometimes you'd come back later and it would have a drip.
So finally Chris and I wanted to fix it, but I didn't want another air conditioner situation, so I bought the faucet myself and asked my dad to replace it so that labor would be free. This was 3 or so weeks ago. My dad did the sink in the kitchen, where we just wanted a higher curved faucet, flawlessly. However, when he got to the bathroom, he said it could not be done himself, we'd have to higher a plumber. Someone had welded everything under the sink together! All we did at that time was turn on and off the water under the sink. I called *Joe at that time to tell him because the water wasn't coming back on, and we discovered it was because there was too much sediment and it was collecting in the airator. *Joe told me to call the plaza maintence person and have him assess what it would take to replace the faucet, which I did two days later, and called *Joe and told him what the man said. *Joe said he'd get a plumber to come up and I didn't hear from him again about that, even though I told him I didn't have much time because I was going back to work soon.
So, time passed, and the air conditioner was still not back, and our sink just continued to drip like it always had been. I called *Joe to talk about these things, and we only discussed the air conditioner at the time, so I let the sink go for the time being.
Today, when I came home from work, I thought I heard the water on in the bathroom. I opened the door, and it was on FULL BLAST and the floor was flooded. I figured it had been on all day, and I knew the water must have gone somewhere else. It turned out that it damaged the apartment below us too. Their ceiling fell off in one room and the rugs were soaked. Not to mention it got into the basement of the electrical and was setting the fire alarm off all day. Luckily, the people below us are very nice, and are in the process of renovating their apartment anyway, so they were going to replace the rugs anyhow!
So I figure I am fine, because I told *Joe about the sink, and then look what happens.
*Joe calls me back. He is yelling at me. He says my dad did something to it. He says I never should have been using it. He SAID I NEVER TOLD HIM THERE WAS A PROBLEM. I yell at him back. He talks of having to call his insurance and having to pay for this. (well, as you should) He says his uncle is coming up, and we hang up. I burst into tears.
When I calm down, I call *Frank, my actual landlord, whom I've never even spoken to. I tell him everything and he says he believes me. He even has the note that I sent with my last rent check which says that "there has been trouble with my sink." So I have that documentation.
All this time, the plaza maintenance guy has called a plumber for us and he is working on our bathroom. *Joe's uncle comes up and I tell him what happened, and he sees the plumber and leaves. I am not sure he believes me either.
So the plumber says he can't finish the job tonight and will need to come back tomorrow. Meanwhile my neighbors across the hall and ask if we have no water, and I tell her I know, it's because they had to shut the building off because of my sink.
Since the plumber is coming today and I have plenty of sick time and Chris would have to take unpaid time off, I call in for the day.
And here I am. Waiting for the plumber all day.
See my friends only post for another more personal update.
Here's the scoop. First let me start by saying that I haven't had an air conditioner all summer long. And that I've been talking to *Joe, my land lord's brother and our maintenance guy all summer about this. Apparently right now they are sending us a new one???
My bathroom sink is one of the push and pull kind, like this:
Except, ours is an older model, and when you pull out the faucet to use it, number 1, the entire sink moves, and number 2, sometimes when you shut it off you'd come back later and the faucet had come back up some and was leaking. No matter how hard you pushed it, sometimes you'd come back later and it would have a drip.
So finally Chris and I wanted to fix it, but I didn't want another air conditioner situation, so I bought the faucet myself and asked my dad to replace it so that labor would be free. This was 3 or so weeks ago. My dad did the sink in the kitchen, where we just wanted a higher curved faucet, flawlessly. However, when he got to the bathroom, he said it could not be done himself, we'd have to higher a plumber. Someone had welded everything under the sink together! All we did at that time was turn on and off the water under the sink. I called *Joe at that time to tell him because the water wasn't coming back on, and we discovered it was because there was too much sediment and it was collecting in the airator. *Joe told me to call the plaza maintence person and have him assess what it would take to replace the faucet, which I did two days later, and called *Joe and told him what the man said. *Joe said he'd get a plumber to come up and I didn't hear from him again about that, even though I told him I didn't have much time because I was going back to work soon.
So, time passed, and the air conditioner was still not back, and our sink just continued to drip like it always had been. I called *Joe to talk about these things, and we only discussed the air conditioner at the time, so I let the sink go for the time being.
Today, when I came home from work, I thought I heard the water on in the bathroom. I opened the door, and it was on FULL BLAST and the floor was flooded. I figured it had been on all day, and I knew the water must have gone somewhere else. It turned out that it damaged the apartment below us too. Their ceiling fell off in one room and the rugs were soaked. Not to mention it got into the basement of the electrical and was setting the fire alarm off all day. Luckily, the people below us are very nice, and are in the process of renovating their apartment anyway, so they were going to replace the rugs anyhow!
So I figure I am fine, because I told *Joe about the sink, and then look what happens.
*Joe calls me back. He is yelling at me. He says my dad did something to it. He says I never should have been using it. He SAID I NEVER TOLD HIM THERE WAS A PROBLEM. I yell at him back. He talks of having to call his insurance and having to pay for this. (well, as you should) He says his uncle is coming up, and we hang up. I burst into tears.
When I calm down, I call *Frank, my actual landlord, whom I've never even spoken to. I tell him everything and he says he believes me. He even has the note that I sent with my last rent check which says that "there has been trouble with my sink." So I have that documentation.
All this time, the plaza maintenance guy has called a plumber for us and he is working on our bathroom. *Joe's uncle comes up and I tell him what happened, and he sees the plumber and leaves. I am not sure he believes me either.
So the plumber says he can't finish the job tonight and will need to come back tomorrow. Meanwhile my neighbors across the hall and ask if we have no water, and I tell her I know, it's because they had to shut the building off because of my sink.
Since the plumber is coming today and I have plenty of sick time and Chris would have to take unpaid time off, I call in for the day.
And here I am. Waiting for the plumber all day.
See my friends only post for another more personal update.