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[numberoneblind]

Small blessings: for once, my laptop was in the kitchen instead of on the corner of the coffee table. This is not the case 99% of the time. But it's a good thing, since my coffee table wound up the epicentre of my FUCKING LIVING ROOM FLOODING.

Thank you, upstairs neighbors and/or shady plumbing; after an afternoon of wrangling internet drama I really, really wanted to walk out into the living room and see water pouring out from around my fan and out of another part of my ceiling and onto my couch and carpet and coffee table.

Ugh.

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[numberoneblind.livejournal.com]

Yeah, your response = pretty much the phone call my landlord got at 11 PM.

It's STILL sort of a mystery. All the plumbing seems fine. The upstairs neighbors' sink had a slight leak when in use, but no sink leak generated this much water. Don't know what the hell they got up to. It hasn't done it since.

He's going to rip out my now-stained-and-sagging ceiling this weekend and check out the pipes, but yeah.

Fun times!

[r-macduff.livejournal.com]

That's creepy. The exact same thing happened to me at my apartment in Kzoo, too. Turned out the plumbing was about 200 years old and my dumbass upstairs neighbor ran the shower until he flooded his bathroom floor, whereupon the water came through my shitty drop ceiling. You're not living in the downstairs apartment of an ancient lavender house, are you?

[numberoneblind.livejournal.com]

Nope. Downstairs apartment of an elderly house that appears to have been covered in oatmeal.

The weird thing was there was no indication, when the landlord checked, of them having used the shower -- shower curtain was dry and everything. And the flooding started by where the sink is. But how did a sink do THAT?