The Saga Continues...

Okay this is part comic, part shitty (pun intended) and part "just my fucking luck"...Well lately

What ever you do don't invite me to Vegas right now cause not only has lady luck turned her back she hawked a loogie on me and laughed. I have friends asking me seriously WTF is going on Missy!


Thursday;
So today was my yearly maintenance walk thru for the home I rent...And two of the completely idiotic people who work in the management office walk thru basically to see if I've fucked anything up that they can charge me for which is very unlikely since I've put more money into fixing up this place than they have in the past year...So they are walking thru and I mention the running toilet that NEVER stops (see my frustration of this in a previous post) I mentioned that the house in the back is also doing it and mine didn't start until the maintenance guy "fixed" the back house.

I am so glad my neighbor and I talk they are really friendly and pretty cool (one is really hot too) we all get along pretty well...Back to story;

The sensible woman says oh I remember you both calling about that...It is still not fixed? I will make a call and I think that we should just replace the entire pump for both houses. Well, leave it to the old man to go "oh I bet I could fix it, most of the time it is the seal..." So I tell him that both of us (my neighbor and I) have checked our seals, we giggled the handles, tried the pump mechanisms and nope we don't think that that is the problem, we do think however that it may be leaking under the house and on the floor b/c the floor feels soft around the toilet.

Well he doesn't listen to me 'cause what am I just some silly young girl, a "man" can fix it...He proceeds to remove the lid and tinker with shit inside the tank, turns the water on and off ...

In about 10 minutes he has successfully BROKEN my toilet. YES BROKEN!! AND with absolutely, admitting NO clue as to how he broke my lue! So in a little bit of shock I ask the stupid management "ummm you are going to fix that right? uhh I kind of need a toilet." I thought I would ask because they are SO lame about most of the problems around here. They reply oh yeah we'll call George (who speaks three words of English, mind you noone in the office speaks Spanish so getting something fixed can be a holy marathon) and he'll come out today and fix it. So I said uhh okay but you will do it today right? They assure me they will.

Cut to later in the day after they leave and I am already at work, it has possibly roughly 6 hours after they have broken my toilet. I go into the office restroom, and realize OH SHIT! They never fixed my toilet! Damn it, stupid management. So all I can do is laugh, this is some shit literally... Well it happens that George is the father to one of my prior employees (also named George except we call him George and his dad Jorge...If you understand that at all) who works in the building right next door now, and it is much easier to call him to call his dad than to work with my broken Spanish and his non existent English. I call George tell him what happened and ask him to call his dad to see if they sent him out while I was at work to fix it. He calls me back...Nope they didn't.

Then Jorge calls me and tells me that he will come by at 8am tomorrow and fix it, I try and tell him that I will be gone by eight so I will leave the keys hidden under the Turtle by the door... He has abso-fucking no CLUE what I am saying and I can't think of the word for Turtle so we hit a wall. I call George and tell him to tell his dad what I said...This is one big fucking game of telephone. All because the management company dropped the ball!

So here I am wondering what the hell I am supposed to do if I have to pee from the time I get home to the time I leave in the morning. I am dreading the fact that I ate a bunch of Chezz-its which made me thirsty as hell and in the past two hours I just drank three bottle of water. I have to laugh, it is too comic not to. Wondering if I could make it in the morning without going pee...It's usually the first thing I do, I gotta pee... So I laugh.

I called my neighbor and asked if they broke his toilet when they did their walk thru. Nope turns out since he wasn't home and they are not the sharpest tools in the office they didn't bring the keys to our places, I happened to be home he wasn't so they couldn't do his walk thru. (he was glad too cause he painted his kitchen and hallway bright orange, yes ORANGE...It looks kinda cool tho) He laughs at the predicament I am in and tells me that if I need to pee I can just knock on their door. :) yeah so there's one option, but do I really want to use the toilet of two boys in their 20's? hmmm

Well I got home from work and my day at the usual 10:50pm...And I start to feel the need to pee, just a hint of it 'cause I think I was more aware of the fact that I can't pee I might have been focused on if I was going to have to pee. Well I said screw it that old man didn't use any tools and it only took him ten minutes to break it, why wouldn't I be able to fix it? I own more tools than most men, built all kinds of things and have fixed lots of house and car problems...It is only a simple pump system...Even if I MacGyver it with some duct tape at least I would be able to use it from now until tomorrow. So I roll up the sleeves and start to tinker. Well 20 minutes later it is fixed! *Dundada* Hooray! I fixed it! I think my dad would be proud.

Well sure enough I woke up at 4am and had to pee so bad. I think it was all the damn water I drank that evening at work. :)

I think I should bill them for my labor!

So this one was at least a little more humorous but it is my reign of bad luck that just continues...