Thursday, January 29, 2004

Plumb, you bastards, plumb!

There's nothing like coming home after a long day at work to find your bathroom window wide open, a fine coating of plaster dust throughout most of your apartment, your toiletries in all sorts of odd places, and (my favorite) concrete IN the bathtub.

Now, I knew the plumbers were coming, and I knew to expect a bit of mess, but is it really too much to ask that they leave the bathroom useable, take out their trash, and not track the mess all over the fucking apartment?

My favorite part of the picture is the broom, which usually lives in the kitchen, leaning against the bathroom door jamb. I can't imagine they actually used it.

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