It seems I'm plagued with bizarre home repair issues in my rental history. The water heater that rusted out and sent a slow puddle across the kitchen floor (yes, the water heater had pride of place in that kitchen right next to the sink), the gas heater that would never stay lit, the bathtub with no shower/faucet, bats in the shed attic, and our latest - some moron who cut thru the tile in the shower to insert a ceramic soap holder that fell out the other day because of improper workmanship.
And nearly took out the husband's foot, who was in the shower at the time. (Ladies, you all know how things like that go over.)
And can we find a replacement? Oh no. Have we come to the realization that the tiles are also shoddily glued on? Oh yes. Do we want to call the property manager? Definitely not. Her fix-it guy has to be seventy and as frail as a toothpick. And I have the sneaking suspicion he's of the class of gents that uses duct tape and superglue and calls it good. Not quality repair, in other words.
How do we get this weird stuff? Why can't it be something I can fix ON MY OWN? You know, door hinges, clogged drains, that kind of thing.
*sigh*
Time to surf the net for a soap holder.
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