It never rained, but the ceiling leaked and the roof caved in; the landlord seemed to think it was okay.
She brought me a mop as a “generous gift”. So I mopped the floor.
It still wasn’t raining, but I returned home to find my entire apartment covered in 2 inches of water. The landlord brought me some buckets.
So with the buckets and mop it took the 2 of us 2 hours to clean the mess. The next day one room was covered in mold.
I don’t like to seem ungrateful – but I had to tell the landlord that it was starting to mold and smell. For this, she opened my balcony door, waved out the air and said, “that’s better!” And she really did think so – she wasn’t trying to be mean. She was just delusional of appropriate living conditions.
I stayed in the smelly, moldy, wet apartment for two more weeks. At least my roommates, the cockroaches, kept me company.
Tags: apartment, buckets, crazy, fix it, flooding, home, home improvement, humor, landlord, life, living conditions, mop, water, writing
July 14, 2008 at 6:56 pm |
wow wow wow! that is some serious stuff. she better step up as a landlord or you have the right to be taking her to court!
July 14, 2008 at 6:59 pm |
you are aware (and if the landlord is not, make her aware) that you and all your roommates and those cockroaches keeping you company can get serious respiratory diseases from inhaling the mold, right? get outta there soon!
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