So the Utility Nazi is at it again. This is what we call the woman who lives upstairs. Actually, us and her husband call her that.
It all started last weekend when Andre wanted to do some spring cleaning to our car. He vacuumed out the interior of the car and went to turn on the hose to fill the bucket to wash the car. The water wasn't coming out of the hose. They weren't turning the water on for the outside. She came running out of the house and told him that they were saving the water for the grass.
So he took the car to the car wash and paid a small fortune to wash the bird shit off the car. Whatever.
So today I go to give them the monthly rent cheque, and she runs to the back room and tells me that she printed off a list of water conservation things you can do around the house. After reading the list later, we already do 90% of the things on the list. She's going on and on about how her water bill is more than the water bill for the people next door. I don't know how it can be a comparison since there are more people living here but again, whatever.
Meanwhile about two months ago, I let her know about some blistering that was happening to the ceiling in our dining room. Our dining room that is directly below their kitchen. She told me to just keep her updated. So I e-mailed her a couple weeks ago to let her know that the blisters are getting bigger, and one spot is wet all the time. This leading me to believe that there is a slow leak in a pipe that is now dripping all the time.
She responded "I'll have to find someone who knows what they're doing to look at it". Did they ever do that? No, Andre came home one day this week to find them in our apartment staring at the ceiling. Still haven't had anyone qualified to look at it.
I wonder if it's clued into her that maybe, just maybe, some of this water that she can't account for could be the water that has been pooling above our ceiling for the past lord only knows how many months? Probably not.
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