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Jan. 4th, 2007 09:10 pmToday the upstairs tenant at 321 got real propane tanks from a real propane tank company. There was rejoicing on my part because I figured that the larger tanks would mean an end to me having to drive in to 321 in the evenings at the urging of the upstairs tenant. (I've been doing that every week or so of heating season to light the pilot light on the furnace for them after they had re-filled the mini-propane-tank that they'd been using. It got old after the first time.)
The upstairs tenant at 321 called shortly after dinner (I was still licking the plate) to tell me that the radiator (cast-iron) which her son had been walking on earlier in the day, that radiator was leaking OMG amounts of water ALL OVER HER FLOOR. She sounded pretty upset about it, as one might do when facing a flooding situation without any water wings on hand.
So, I drove in to look at it. I got there. An area of carpet about two square feet or so was slightly damp. There was no leaking of OMG amounts of water because (a) it was a packing nut and (b) her husband had gotten home in the interim and put another turn and a half on the packing nut which stopped the leak. I'm seriously considering giving the tenant a picture-book version of The Boy Who Cried Wolf. Whaddya think? Too subtle?
In other news: Toilets are ceramic. Ceramic does not compress very well. If you screw the little nuts down on the little bolts at the bottom of the toilet, the ones that hold it to the floor, kinda, you can break the ceramic to where you have to replace the toilet. *sigh* Guess how I learned this?
The upstairs tenant at 321 called shortly after dinner (I was still licking the plate) to tell me that the radiator (cast-iron) which her son had been walking on earlier in the day, that radiator was leaking OMG amounts of water ALL OVER HER FLOOR. She sounded pretty upset about it, as one might do when facing a flooding situation without any water wings on hand.
So, I drove in to look at it. I got there. An area of carpet about two square feet or so was slightly damp. There was no leaking of OMG amounts of water because (a) it was a packing nut and (b) her husband had gotten home in the interim and put another turn and a half on the packing nut which stopped the leak. I'm seriously considering giving the tenant a picture-book version of The Boy Who Cried Wolf. Whaddya think? Too subtle?
In other news: Toilets are ceramic. Ceramic does not compress very well. If you screw the little nuts down on the little bolts at the bottom of the toilet, the ones that hold it to the floor, kinda, you can break the ceramic to where you have to replace the toilet. *sigh* Guess how I learned this?