You gotta feel for her

October 5, 2006 - 3:59 AM by Sarah

Poor Pixane. Her plumbing problems have gone from worse to even worser:

. . . . Which brings us to the day before Yom Kippur. Our downstairs neighbor kindly informs us that our sewer pipe is leaking all over her window. Insurance-dude returns, breaks apart half the tiles in our bathroom floor (leaving large pits of exposed rusty pipes and piles of dug-out sand), and informs us that there’s really nothing he can do until after the holiday, and we should turn the main water line off for as much of the time as possible.

He returns the day after the holiday (only three hours later than scheduled, which, I must say, is a minor miracle), and informs us (surprise surprise) that all our pipes are rusted and rotten through, and what really needs to happen is a full replumbing of the entire apartment. Phone call to the landlady. Several phonecalls to the landlady. Much deliberation. Plumber turns off all the water in our apartment and leaves, until the landlady decides what she wants to do.

Three second opinions from various plumbers later, our landlady decides we’d better redo all the plumbing. In theory she did this in 1992, but all six plumbers who saw the piping agreed that the guy who was supposed to do it back then just cheated her, and these are the original pipes installed when the building was built sometime in the ’40s.

To make a long story short(er), we’re going to be living in a construction site for the next few days (if not weeks) while our entire apartment (walls, floors, etc) get torn up, re-piped, and hopefully eventually replaced. Peeing at the neighbors’ – always fun. Showering at the gym – here we come!

Actually, I feel just as sorry for the landlady. Being cheated is the pits.

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