Lukas Holmes, on 30 March 2012 - 06:41 PM, said:
Can we please hear more about the cranky plumber story? That sounds amazing.
Well, this story begins when I moved into that particular house, we discovered the oven was broken on the 2nd night there. My landlord sent over his maintenance guy, Fox, to fix it. He found two watch batteries in the oven and said that's what broke the coil. (wtf) He insisted to my landlord that he just knew
that we had put the watch batteries in the oven. Even though the previous tenants had been kicked out when one person threw the other through a glass door. So, maybe they were crazy people who put batteries in ovens. He told my landlord we owed him $500 for the oven damages. We obviously refused because frankly it was total bs and we didn't put any god damn batteries in any oven because that's ridiculous.
Fast forward to 10 months later. My roommates toilet was broken so Fox was supposed to come over and fix it. I was working two jobs and only had the mid afternoon to sleep and I was getting over a respiratory infection. My roommate told Fox over and over on the phone that I would be asleep upstairs and to just come in with his key, go fix the toilet and leave and not to bother me. Well lo and behold I'm woken up by the doorbell ringing 50 times, I didn't want to get up because I felt terrible and I thought if I ignored it he would just come in. Well he did come in, but then he stood in the landing and just screamed "Hello?!" over and over until I dragged my ass downstairs and I was SO mad. I was like, "I'm here, I see you, go fix the toilet I'm going back to bed." He CHASED me up the stairs and was like, "Hey so did you pay for that oven yet?" and I explained that I was never going to pay for the oven because I didn't break it. This dude seriously just went on and on and never shut up about this oven and watch batteries, he was just talking in circles never letting me get a word in. At some point I was starting to see spots, I knew I needed to get back to bed immediately and I was trying so hard to just tell this guy I didn't care and we were done talking but like I said, never a pause to let me say anything. Finally I was like okay I don't care if it's rude, I'm walking away...
But then I woke up on the floor. Fainting really is the strangest feeling and it's hard to describe. You really have no recollection of losing consciousness and when you come to it's very slow and disorienting. You can't tell how much time has passed, if any. It's extremely different from waking up from being asleep. Everything feels warm and it takes a bit for your vision to come back and then you're suddenly freezing cold.
I scrambled to my bedroom and it took me about 15 minutes of pulling my shit together to notice that my head hurt and that I was bleeding. I had to call my roommate to take me to the ER.
Oh, cause the maintenance man ignored the entire thing. For reals. This dude wouldn't leave me alone but the second I go down on my way out the door he's really busy fixing the toilet. I hated that guy. My roommate went crazy on my landlord about it and we never saw him again... but nothing in our house ever got fixed again. I think it was for the best.
...that story is bonkers and this was longer than I thought it would be. cheers if you read it all