SO!
There are people fixing up the neighbours house (he owns the complex so he gets a fancy house while I still cut myself on the bathroom tiles)....
and the plumber ALMOST BURNS THE HOUSE DOWN. I'm not talking 'oops, I burned a paper'... I'm talking... black smoke billowing, alarms, running with buckets and hoses - the works.
Which was fine and dandy as I was still fixing my car. Which he also tried to repair and I said, "No thanks! You almost just burned the house down." (To which he actually broke my THEN FIXED car so he could 'fix' it himself but wouldn't let me stop him because 'Patience, woman!' and then was SO proud when he fixed the SAME THING I HAD FIXED THAT HE REBROKE!)
I go home tonight after being online all day (for those that don't know, the computer is at Michael's parents) and... electricity no worky.
So I call the rental agency.. and they said that I should LIVE IN DARKNESS FOR THE NIGHT UNTIL MORNING. During all this, my steaks are going warm, my milk is going sour, my cheese is turning green.... but they want me to wait until morning because 'It's probably water damage and the guys will be out there until the morning trying to fix it anyway - so we'll just send them in the morning.'
WHICH THEY DIDN'T DO! NOBODY. FIXED. MY. ELECTRICITY!
So I go next door and a new contractor is there... I tell him and he goes, "Fucking Dragon (or something, sounded like dragon) he broke your house TOO?! Mother **** (on and on)... I need to get the electrician... because Dragon MELTED ALL THE WIRES TO [MY AND NEIGHBOURS] HOUSE AND BURNED THEM TO BITS!"
And do I hear from the rental agency yet?!! NOPE!
Hmmm... I think this counts as two weeks off my rent, what do you think? I mean, the food I lost, the liveability in my home I lost... two weeks?
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