Drip Drip Drip

I walked out of the bathroom this morning to see my dog, Ollie, sitting in the middle of the living room, looking around trying to figure out why it was raining indoors.

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I immediately called maintenance and left a message, telling them I could run over as soon as they were able to take a look. I get the call around lunchtime, hurry home, and the maintenance pokes around, and then goes to talk to our new upstairs neighbor.

He comes back down and says that he figured out where the water was coming from and it shouldn’t happen again.

The girl upstairs was showering without a shower curtain and flooding her bathroom.

Next she’ll be using the toaster in the bathtub.

One Response to “Drip Drip Drip”

  1. Oh. That’s smart. Seriously. Who does that?

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