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
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.

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Oh well, you can buy another one for yourself in six months.
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Taking the photos was a really good idea; definitely hang on to those.
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I personally "enjoy" how, when there's a water issue high up, the way most places are wired channels water so it comes down out of the electrical fixtures. I got phobic of sleeping under overhead lights for a while when I was a kid, following an incident involving a cheap hotel and a lamp raining on the bed my sisters were in. (I think they were respectively too small and too wiped out to have really noticed it before we fled the room, fortunately.)
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Doesn't smell so far - they shampooed the carpet and left all the fans running in my place and will be back with larger fans tomorrow. And the weather is mild enough that I hope mold and mildew doesn't set in. *crosses fingers*
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*shiver*
You've got my sympathies!
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I love the painting. What is Manji from again?
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(Oh, how this brings back memories of living in Boston.)
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That's exactly what I hate about having other people living above you -- many years ago we had a Water Incident involving a guy who tried to do his own amateur plumbing job directly overhead. The first notice was our lights flickering, and the waterfall coming through into the parking garage directly below us. We had wet cottage-cheese ceiling crap all over the bed... and the next apartment we rented was on the TOP FLOOR. I gladly hauled my groceries up the stairs for the privilege!
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Actually keep the backing out and make sure it dries and doesn't develop mold before pushing it back against the wall.
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Ultimately I fled to a new apartment--in which the bathroom ceiling later caved in due to a leaky pipe.
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Hey, if you need a place to stay while things dry out, you're always welcome at our place.
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At least rain is... an act of Mother Nature, or something. When it's some dip with a pipe wrench who has no idea how plumbing actually works, it's the same mess, but my wrath has an available focus, woe be unto him. :D
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Manji's aura of invulnerability totally cracks me up, by the way. :D
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Also, yes. Manji is, in fact, THAT badass.
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Regardless, probably time to look into a move. If you like the complex, at least consider moving units. That one will never be the same and won't exactly be habitable.
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And thankfully, they're paying for it. :D The nice thing about renting. Ahh....I'll miss that One Single Part of renting soon....... :D
YUK!
Turned out the guy upstairs had died in the bathroom (of natural causes, apparently) and was starting to decompose. Since it was the bathroom, little of his stuff was damaged, but they did move him out into another (smaller) apartment while they thoroughly cleaned and re-did everything...
And being in a house does not solve all water problems. My sister has a townhouse in H-town. The previous owner installed a solar panel system on the roof, which developed a leak, collapsing the ceiling on her upstairs bedroom and sending the chandelier in the dining area down in the dining area. Her first floor also flooded during Tropical Storm Allison - instead of replacing the carpet downstairs, she used stone/brick/tile flooring everywhere instead.
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Once our shower started leaking into the shower of the dude below us, for reasons unfathomed (I guess a pipe had gotten loose). And when I was showering I didn't hear the knocks on the door because the shower is really far away from the front door (and the noise of the shower).