It's Mega-Nasty.
But it is not, in fact, dog shit. The fecal matter in question is without a doubt, human in persuasion. JESUS H WHYYYY????
Let me start at the beginning, so you, too, can feel my pain.
Two nights ago, I spent eight to ten hours sorting, packing, and purging my clothes, keepsakes, and sundry, in preparation of moving (eleven days and counting). When this was all done, I was covered in dust and sweat, and decided that it was time for a shower. Upon entering my bathroom, I noticed a bulge. A giant, balloon-like bulge in the ceiling above my toilet. I stared at it for a moment, puzzled. Confounded, even. Then I realized what it was.
I ran upstairs to fetch bigbad486, who lives above me and is quite handy. At my behest, he punctured the ceiling-balloon, and pulled down a giant section of ceiling drywall, in a billowing cloud of black mold spores.
But wait! There's more!
He discovered that the outflow pipe from the upstairs toilet has a crack in it. It's not a tank leak, it's the actual outflow from the bowl. That pipe? Drains directly into my ceiling. Now that the ceiling is in fact, a hole, it now rains in my apartment whenever the toilet gets flushed upstairs.
And it's not raining water, if you catch my drift.
Oh kids. Oh kids. I have got to get the fuck up out of this ghetto.
Let me start at the beginning, so you, too, can feel my pain.
Two nights ago, I spent eight to ten hours sorting, packing, and purging my clothes, keepsakes, and sundry, in preparation of moving (eleven days and counting). When this was all done, I was covered in dust and sweat, and decided that it was time for a shower. Upon entering my bathroom, I noticed a bulge. A giant, balloon-like bulge in the ceiling above my toilet. I stared at it for a moment, puzzled. Confounded, even. Then I realized what it was.
I ran upstairs to fetch bigbad486, who lives above me and is quite handy. At my behest, he punctured the ceiling-balloon, and pulled down a giant section of ceiling drywall, in a billowing cloud of black mold spores.
But wait! There's more!
He discovered that the outflow pipe from the upstairs toilet has a crack in it. It's not a tank leak, it's the actual outflow from the bowl. That pipe? Drains directly into my ceiling. Now that the ceiling is in fact, a hole, it now rains in my apartment whenever the toilet gets flushed upstairs.
And it's not raining water, if you catch my drift.
Oh kids. Oh kids. I have got to get the fuck up out of this ghetto.