Last week there was an incident at the casa de Tessa. There will be no pictures to accompany this post as I do not document disgusting-ness.
Occasionally my air conditioner unit has (supposedly) been backing up and I will have puddles on my kitchen floor and in the garage. The kitchen, garage, and ground floor bathroom are all located near each other. Last Monday, it started again. My landlord- who normally is really quick to respond- had seemingly disappeared (later I found out that he had gone out of town). By Thursday, the floor in the kitchen near the bathroom had a lot of water and I was struggling to keep up with getting towels dry enough to put down. On Friday morning, sewage started to back up in the bathroom.
I do not do well with gross things. I have serious issues with public bathrooms due to the pure disgusting-ness that lurks within. But after a few phone calls to family members and then to a plumber, all was taken care of. The plumber came within ten minutes of my phone call and had fixed the problem within ten minutes of arriving. Thank God for this going smoothly!
Of course I had to go buy a Shop Vac and then complete a five-step cleaning process: vacuum, sweep, scrub on my hands and knees, mop, and wash towels one million times until I feel they are approaching clean again. But I am getting reimbursed for the plumber costs ($60- I should have been a plumber) and all is well for the time being.
Except that now I have dreams of finding puddles in the floor. :P
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EW! I'm sorry for you!
Lisa
oh lord do i feel your disgusting pain. our basement wall caved in w/all the flooding this year, and with it, it cracked the sewer line. for weeks there was nothing i could do about the stench of rotten toilet air. it was so embarassing. all is well now, but ew. just ew.
Ah, I paid $95 last week for a plumber to stop my toilet from running like crazy.
Dear Tessa,
We ALL should be plumbers if we want to get rich. But most of us couldn't handle the disgusting-ness.
Once I was taking a nap and dreamed I heard water running. As I awoke I figured it was just the sound of my upstairs neighbors using the bathroom. Well, kind of: Water was pouring through the ceiling! It turned out that his kids were visiting and one of them clogged up the toilet. No one noticed. Like you, I had to take everything out of the bathroom, scrub with bleach water and wash all the towels in case any of the water had hit them.
As an apartment manager, I've had to deal with only two nasty toilet incidents, but several times I've had to fix really nasty garbage disposals -- as in, they clogged and stopped working but the tenants didn't tell me until days had gone by. I'd be working with a disposal full of rotting food.
I asked one tenant how long this had been going on. "Oh, it stopped working four or five days ago. I finally called you because I couldn't stand the smell any more."
I swear.
Some things really ARE best left to the professionals.
LOL @ your stories! Glad to know I'm not the only one. ;)
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