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I live in a small, crappy 800 sq ft. apartment but somehow still pay $1300/month rent.  But the good thing with rent is, you don't have to pay for any maintenance repairs.  The bad news, you have to wait for the property management's repair guy to fix any maintenance problems. 

Saturday night I noticed that my kitchen sink wasn't draining properly.  I knew that the pipes were

getting clogged and being on the ground floor, my sink is the next point of access.. or in this case, exit. 

Sure enough, Sunday I awoke to the smell of sour milk and my sinks filled with 'sewage'  (My landlord doesn't consider it 'sewage' because it's not coming from the toilets, but rather the upstairs tenant's dishwashers and garbage disposals.  My mistake.)

I emptied the sinks using my girlfriend's coffee cup, and some buckets.  I called the building's 'emergency' number only to have my landlord pick up to tell me he's in Tahoe but he'll be back later in the evening.  I wish emergencies took weekends off. 

In the meantime, I went to ask my neighbors upstairs not to use their kitchen sink, disposal or dishwasher.  They must have forgotten. 

Holding vigil in the kitchen, I spent the day emtying out the sink.  Actually, that's a lie.  I spent most of the day high on the couch.  But I did periodically have to empty out the sink(s).

Keep in mind that the water is from my neighbor(s) upstairs.  From their kitchen sink!  So it's not just water.  It's a watery substance of ground up food and stink. 

Shockingly, my landlord never got back to me.  Not to check in, not to update me, nothing.  He lives 2 floors up.  Monday morning,  Plumber extrodinaire Juan Jesus comes to my door.  I show him to the kitchen (which I was standing in when I opened the door).  I went about my business, when suddenly I hear a snap followed by a gush of 'water' hitting the floor.  I bolt to the kitchen (4 ft. away) only to see Juan Jesus slipping and sliding around on the linoleum.  Stink water everywhere.  And because none of my cupboards close properly, 'water' found it's way in all the drawers and under all the appliances.  And by 'water', I mean, pieces of lettuce, some peas, noodles, bits of ham.  Everywhere.  In the crevaces of the toaster.  It soaked everything underneath my sink. 

Juan Jesus, replaced the broken pipe, put everything back under the sink, and left.  Sure he wiped down the counter and wiped off some of the floor... with my towels.  But he actually put back all the products that had been soaked under the sink.  I guess it's nice of him to at least have put everything back, but the ham?  Phuck me.  I had a roll of 80 garbage bags...Ham and peas managed to get within the spindle and throughout the roll itself.  I spoke to the manager who gave me $20 to replace the stuff that was damaged. 

The sink now works perfectly.  I did consider it a blessing, because I was too lazy to go to the grocery store.  I scraped together the bits that I found I was able to put together a nice little meal.

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