I woke up this morning, checked my voicemail, and the box was full. (my phone was dead, and not plugged in)
I have a shitty prop mgmt company that didn't even have a set of keys to get in. (They just take the money are run.)
So, my bldg maintenance guy (who had my ph# and had been calling me since 6am) told them, if they weren't here in an hour HE would drill open the door.
Anyway, I got there as soon as I could.
The tenant upstairs (an elderly couple) had left their shower on ALL night, with a fan, to cool the place. Combine that with shitty pipes, and a problem that probably already pre-existed, and my bathroom is fooked.
Anyway, nothing in my place is damaged.
But talk about a msgs from the gods and goddesses!
I'M MOVING BACK DOWNTOWN! YIPPEEEEEEEEE!!!
PS: I'm getting a room dt tonight, and will be doing incalls there, tomorrow.
I have a shitty prop mgmt company that didn't even have a set of keys to get in. (They just take the money are run.)
So, my bldg maintenance guy (who had my ph# and had been calling me since 6am) told them, if they weren't here in an hour HE would drill open the door.
Anyway, I got there as soon as I could.
The tenant upstairs (an elderly couple) had left their shower on ALL night, with a fan, to cool the place. Combine that with shitty pipes, and a problem that probably already pre-existed, and my bathroom is fooked.
Anyway, nothing in my place is damaged.
But talk about a msgs from the gods and goddesses!
I'M MOVING BACK DOWNTOWN! YIPPEEEEEEEEE!!!
PS: I'm getting a room dt tonight, and will be doing incalls there, tomorrow.