Sep 12, 2006 12:10
My roommates managed to break my 55 gallon tank. The little dorks deny doing anything, but it doesn't take a genius to put two and two together. A tank that never has had any problems and has been sitting, undisturbed, magically springs a massive leak and drains 90 percent of its water when the two least responsible people in the world are left alone with it for two hours. The best part about this is that the tank was going to be moved to its new home the very next day. One of my roommates is not even talking to me anymore because I had the nerve to be angry with them. I've had tanks many times before. I work with tanks. I have years and years and years of experience with fucking tanks! I also know that water does not magically run up and over the side of the tank when the water is at the bottom of the damn thing, as the girls were claiming happened. A good old fashioned leak makes sense. It can happen to the best tanks. However, they are gradual and happen after the tank is moved or disturbed in some way, dammit.
I can't stand to be there anymore, so I've moved out already and I'm camping out with my folks until my apartment is ready. The girls haven't mailed my rent check yet; I'm tempted to tear the thing up and only pay for half of this month.
But that would just be petty.