One May Day, from the hours of 7 AM to 10 AM, invloved the following things:
1 burst pipe/ hose thing from the toilet
2 inches of water flooding the bathroom
1 pair of pliers to try to turn the water off at the toilet, which did not work
1 major digger in the slippery hallway in which I bumped my head, knee, and elbow
8 soaked towels
1 plastic tarp
3 bags of dirty-laundry-as-sandbag
1 rug as barrier from bathroom to rest of apartment
1 half naked Rene, the roommate, (in towel after shower) in the basement trying to figure out how to shut the water off, unsuccessfully
1 911 call because Rene knew we needed to take action immediately
6 firefighters, four of whom were young and hot as hell - too bad the house was a bit on the messy side - who successfully turned the water off
1 funny comment from a cute firefighter, asking if we were from the mid-west -- because we did such a good job preventing the water in the bathroom from leaking further into the apartment, with the laundry-as-sandbag/tarp/rug/towel barrier
1 landlord, with her lovely, calming Irish brogue, who helped drain the water in the bathroom into the bathtub
2 concerned (for their ceiling, which was leaking) neighbors
1 trip to Starbucks around the corner because I had not taken my morning pee and could not hold it any longer
1 undraining bathtub
1 plumber - who fixed the toilet no problem but had a hard time with the tub
1 broken drain in bathtub that the plumber thought he'd have to cut through Rene's wall to fix
1 miracle in that with some jiggling, he was able to extract the broken drain thingy and he came back to fix it a half hour later & will not have to tear a hole in the wall to do so
3 hours of "seriously, WTF"ing
1 very stressed and tired Madeline the Pin-Pin, who is now resting under the blankets on the couch
1 bathroom, completely back to normal, as if nothing had happened
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