A phone call you really don't want to get at work...
Today at about 4:15, when I was trying to desperately get the minutes of a meeting written up and distributed so I could leave early, I got a phone call from my apartment complex. She started off with "The person in the apartment above you left water running all day..." and my first thought was of the not one, but TWO of you yahoos who've had your bathroom ceilings collapse this year due to leaks. Luckily, my bathroom ceiling is intact, but I can't say the same for the paint on my walls and my carpet. They ripped out the carpet padding and shampooed the rug in those areas today, and will be bringing in painters for the walls tomorrow (I can't see where these GINORMOUS DAMP SPOTS will be dry by tomorrow, but I'll see what happens), and once the carpet dries they'll replace the padding.
The cat is, naturally, thoroughly weirded out. Luckily, for me, not her, the vet's office called to remind me that her shots were due, so she's going to the vet early tomorrow morning to stay there while workmen trample in and out of the apartment all day and will be picked up in the evening. I am hoping the carpet-padding people help me put my furniture back in place because I can't lift the pieces they moved by myself, but if they don't, I think it's the least the complex can do and will be asking them for help.
I went and asked the details of what happened at the office, and it turns out the guy above me flushed and left for work without realizing that the toilet was OVERFLOWING and it overflowed aaaaaaaall day until he got home in the afternoon. I've got big wet patches on several of my walls and over parts of the ceiling, and of course wet carpet without padding. I spent some time thoroughly documenting it with my camera, in case I need it for future reference, like if they try to charge me for damage when I eventually move out.
Damage to my possessions so far seems to be limited to the child's kimono that
rachelmanija picked up for me at a Japanese flea market, and to the crappy fiberboard back of a dresser that cost all of a hundred bucks at Target. Nothing worth putting an insurance claim on, that's for sure. So far.
There's normally a dresser underneath the kimono and vest here.

You can see more of the upper part of the wall here.

This is what my living room looks like when you haul everything into the other half to rip up carpet padding. The white thing the cat's sitting on is a small footstool. You can also see the damage to the dresser's back here.

Water came out of the light switch and plug areas in the wall.

Note how the water managed to completely avoid Manji, because he is just that badass. (yes, I checked under the painting)

The smoke alarm. I probably ought to cook something smoky tonight, since they turned it off until the area dries out.

Areas of paint damage in the hall.

Another picture. The big undamaged area is where Manji was hanging.

Water damage along the bottom of the kimono. There's also some dye stains on the inside and here and there on the outside. I'll probably take it to a dry cleaner's and see if they can do anything. If I can get the gumption to do it, I'll present the bill to the apartment complex.

I AM TRAUMATIZED! CAN YOU NOT SEE HOW TRAUMATIZED I AM?!

The most ironic thing? My bathroom is perfectly undamaged, as far as I can tell. I guess the linoleum/vinyl/whatever flooring in this bathroom shunted the water out into the hall and living room.
The cat is, naturally, thoroughly weirded out. Luckily, for me, not her, the vet's office called to remind me that her shots were due, so she's going to the vet early tomorrow morning to stay there while workmen trample in and out of the apartment all day and will be picked up in the evening. I am hoping the carpet-padding people help me put my furniture back in place because I can't lift the pieces they moved by myself, but if they don't, I think it's the least the complex can do and will be asking them for help.
I went and asked the details of what happened at the office, and it turns out the guy above me flushed and left for work without realizing that the toilet was OVERFLOWING and it overflowed aaaaaaaall day until he got home in the afternoon. I've got big wet patches on several of my walls and over parts of the ceiling, and of course wet carpet without padding. I spent some time thoroughly documenting it with my camera, in case I need it for future reference, like if they try to charge me for damage when I eventually move out.
Damage to my possessions so far seems to be limited to the child's kimono that
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There's normally a dresser underneath the kimono and vest here.

You can see more of the upper part of the wall here.

This is what my living room looks like when you haul everything into the other half to rip up carpet padding. The white thing the cat's sitting on is a small footstool. You can also see the damage to the dresser's back here.

Water came out of the light switch and plug areas in the wall.

Note how the water managed to completely avoid Manji, because he is just that badass. (yes, I checked under the painting)

The smoke alarm. I probably ought to cook something smoky tonight, since they turned it off until the area dries out.

Areas of paint damage in the hall.

Another picture. The big undamaged area is where Manji was hanging.

Water damage along the bottom of the kimono. There's also some dye stains on the inside and here and there on the outside. I'll probably take it to a dry cleaner's and see if they can do anything. If I can get the gumption to do it, I'll present the bill to the apartment complex.

I AM TRAUMATIZED! CAN YOU NOT SEE HOW TRAUMATIZED I AM?!

The most ironic thing? My bathroom is perfectly undamaged, as far as I can tell. I guess the linoleum/vinyl/whatever flooring in this bathroom shunted the water out into the hall and living room.