Royal Pains

The Porcelain Throne in my apartment has been broken for some time now. I have reported this to my apartment manager. The tank leaks. So I shut off the water and to flush I have to fill a bucket and pour it into my toilet. Which of course my son cannot do that. My guests do not do it. So I now have little gnat flies from my bathroom everywhere. Which makes me look like I just cleaned up a horrid garbage mess. I found out today that we have no maintenance staff. They all quit. Apparently the manager has not been paying them or something. The Pest Bug Sprayer guy told me today they asked if he would work for them and he owns his own company, as if he has time for their crap.

On top of it all, the ceiling to the girl right under my tub is leaking. She came home today to a flooded mess. Her tub had water, her bathmat was soaked. And Michael and I both took a quick shower, my water was running less than 20 minutes between the two of us. And it did not get up to the top drain (which we originally thought was the leaking pipe), and has never over-flowed. So with all the water damage, we probably have mold between our apartments. Nice huh, and nobody to come fix it. She is looking for a new place to live as soon as possible... I am thinking they should have to move me...