You remember that little drama I went through back in the Summer when my apartment building caught on fire and a gaggle of us had to move out? So that was fire.
This apartment building deals with water problems, apparently. I’ve only had a few instances where the kitchen sink has backed up and they have dealt with it quickly. Well last week while getting ready for work, I heard a gurgling from my bathtub. There was nothing there, no green or orange goo, no Amityville tar. Hm. Okay, fine. Then I heard a gurgling from my toilet. I pictured the scene on “Seinfeld” where his girlfriend lifted up the toilet seat and the toilet water exploded in her face. But I had to see what the hell was going on, so I nervously lifted up the lid a bit. Nothing. The water was a little low, but I just didn’t think much of it.
Then I heard voices in the hallway. I stepped out to go to work, and the hallway carpet was wet. Something went awry with the pipes, I guess, and there was a huge leak somewhere. The smell was lovely. No sewage smell, thank God, but old, dirty water. They cleaned it up, and a few days after that, someone cleaned the carpet.
Last night I heard more gurgling and then more voices. It happened again. I heard a maintenance guy say, “You know, if it wasn’t for all this, my life would be boring.” They must’ve been tinkering with stuff all night, I heard some kind of vacuum running in the hallway, but it wasn’t disturbing.
Then this morning I heard the same vacuum thingy and I heard them talking. The cleaning agent or whatever they were using had a strong cherry smell. More like a combination of licorice and cherry. When I left this morning, there was lots of water by the utility area again. Both ends of the hallway. Yuck. I hope things get fixed for good soon. I’m very thankful for our maintenance people.