So when I got up this morning, I went to the bathroom to pee. The rug on the floor as soaked through and freezing cold. The fucking toilet broke. So, I call the owner (thank goddess we live in an apartment and we don't have to pay for it), and the guy tells me it's not considered a real emergency, so he won't call maintenance out on a Sunday (prob. b/c he doesn't want to pay him overtime or time and a half). He tells me to turn the water off, and someone will be here tomorrow. Then he fucking called me "Honey". I fucking hate that.
So, for today at least, I have a broken toilet, and I'm wicked pissed.
On a good note, going to Mums and Dads house today to watch the Colts - Pats playoff game. Big tradition for me and Dads to watch the game together.
Go Pats!
Broken Toilet - warning, bad language
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GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!! I feel your pain!
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