So, my bathroom is coming along. My toilet was put in today, along with the sink, bathtub and radiator. Apparently they had trouble putting the radiator back in and broke several tiles in the process. They also ripped apart a baseboard. When I got home, I realized that the radiator was leaking. Splat. Splat. Splat.
I called. Oh, I called immediately. But at that time, I hadn't noticed the leak was working it's way down to the kitchen. Is 10pm too late to show up at my plumbers house with the look of desperation on my face? What about a look of rage? I guess I'll call tomorrow.
In the mean time I'll sleep to the sound of Splat. Splat. Splat.
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