So I’m sitting on the couch just now watching the end of the final game of the World Cup qualifying semis for the US men’s team, when…
“Drip…drip…drip…drip…drip…drip…”
My roof is leaking! As in, seriously leaking. As in, huge trash can under the leak instead of small bowl. As in, the leak is above the fluorescent light fixture in the kitchen so the water leaked into the light fixture and pooled on the plastic cover until the plastic cover couldn’t hold the weight anymore and the water began pouring out onto my stove. That kind of leak.
So I called the apartment complex overnight phone answering people (complicated, anyone?) and told them to let the maintenance guys know ASAP tomorrow morning. They’re gonna have fun fixing it, and I mean that in the completely sarcastic sense of the word. I have no idea where the leak actually is, because it’s behind the light fixture. I managed to take down the wooden frame and the plastic cover, but the light fixture itself (which is ~2×2 feet square) is made of metal and has four fluorescent bulbs and is still firmly attached to the ceiling. The water’s just working it was around the edges.
This is when I’m glad I live in an apartment instead of a house. Someone else will fix it for me! For “free!”
The US tied Jamaica 1-1. On to the qualifying finals, then to Germany in 2006!