April 15, 2007

I just don't understand why...

I'm in my bed sleeping this morning. It was 7:50am. I sleep in the living room, you will recall. I hear a loud knock on the door. I shout out "who is it?" The name is unrecognizable. I know this is Grenada but I ask him to go to the other door which has a grill so I wouldn't have to open the door to a stranger. I go and get my dressing robe in the meantime.

I don't know the man. He clears that up first thing. He is staying upstairs. Friend of the landlord from England. Then he gets into the real purpose of his knock.

Him: Do you know you have a burst pipe?
Me: Yes
Him: How long have you noticed it?
Me: From about two days ago. I thought Landlord would have seen it as he came downstairs to me on Friday.
Him: Well if you didn't point it out to him he wouldn't have noticed it. But we're going to try and see if we can sort it out.
Me: (half asleep, face looking crushed up) Ok.

So afterwards, with my heart still thumping fast (that is what happens when I am awakened rather than waking up naturally or by an alarm clock that I have set), I wonder why di hell he had to wake me up? Why they couldn't have just sorted it out?

It is not as if it's a new problem. The pipe was leaking for a long time couple months ago and the Landlord tried everything until finally he got a plumber to sort it out.

Some people just don't think before they act. So naturally, I am in a crotchety mood!

Posted by yamfoot at April 15, 2007 12:25 PM
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