These past few days it has been a constant downpour. Granted, I adore the cold temperatures and lack of sunlight, but thunderstorms put me on edge. That is not the subject of this post, however. It's about these damned roofers.
A couple days ago, the owners announced the complex had to have the roofs redone. Simple enough, yes? A while of obnoxious noises that stir you from your sleep is not really that big of a deal... The very first day of their work, there was a storm that came in later that evening. Guess what? They left their work half finished. Most people will tell me, 'dear Valzy, you are being too cruel; it takes days for roofs to be rebuilt', oh no no no. I am quite aware that carpentry work is very difficult. But, when you do not tarp up the roofs... When you leave electrical equipment wrapped around metal objects...while still plugged in...DURING A LIGHTNING STORM...
So as you may already guess, my home grew flooded, specifically my delightful kitchen. How bad? About an inch worth of water leaked in. It was pouring in like a river stream. I had to run next door and ask my neighbor if I could use her phone. I called up the manager and told her the issue. Naturally, she told me 'you have to wait until tomorrow'. I...sort of lost my cool, and I do feel guilt for it, but I yelled at her that I had said it was an emergency and that I needed something done ASAP. She said that it could not have been that bad, and decided to stroll on over to check. Well, when she seen my feet submerged in water, and several pans and buckets spread about, she realized that I was entirely serious when I said it was an emergency. I'm a little insulted that she refrained from actually trying to do something after being told it was an immediate problem. The water leaked through to my neighbor downstairs, whom I apologized to for being unable to prevent that. Eventually, the roofers finally returned to finish their work, and finally it stopped pouring in my place.
I have an enormous vendetta against them now. I seriously desire nothing more than to kick them off of the roofs of my building.
Earlier yesterday, during an intense downpour, the downstairs neighbors found themselves becoming flooded with water. I think I might be catching a cold from helping them out, but it was quite worth it to prevent damages from occurring. Essentially, my days have been filled with idiocy and flooding.
