what a mess
May. 29th, 2006 08:28 pmI was just back from work, out of my office wear and about to fix dinner when my door bell rang. It was my landlady. She looked really down. There seems to be a leak in the plumbing of my bathroom and her flat on the floor below is a mess. At first I was shocked. I managed to flood her bedroom last year because I didn't pay attention to the washing machine. But this time it's not my fault. That was the first thing that shot through my head. (I'm selfish) That poor woman, now she has to rennovate - again. So now a plumber'll take a look at my tub tomorrow when I'm at work. That means I have to tidy up my place. It's not messy, but I hate when others, especially the landlady, are in my flat when I'm not around. And she's bound to take a look at the guniea pigs since she has some too. So much for a nice evening watching GTO after an exhausting day in the office (that's a quite another story).