12 January 2011

On the Home Front

I brought to the attention of the new apartment manager lady that the toilet upstairs is constantly running. "No problemo" she said a month ago. (The pipes come up from slab, feed my taps - kitchen and bath share a wall - and then ascend to the next level. The drains are also linked in series, so a sewer mains problem has their bath backing up into mine. Not nice.)
I called her again a day or so ago. "Oh, I completely forgot! Let me write it down this time" says she.
"It's not that it's a great problem, although it's a $40 per month drag to you. It dosen't bother my during the day, but at night it speaks to me. I hear ... voices".
Should get that taken care of pretty quickly.

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