omgW.T.F.F.

I am suddenly aware of the sound of running water in my kitchen.  Where no water is running.

Yeah, half the kitchen floor is covered in water that has run down from the wall (past a couple of electrical sockets, incidentally) and over the counter.  Have called the front desk and said UM, HI, and been assured that someone is on the way.  Notice that there is also water in my front entryway.

This is what happens when they turn off the water for an hour in the middle of the day for "renovations".  Fucking ARGH.

kitchen update

Every few minutes it sounds as if the trickle of water has stopped.  Then it resumes, heavier than it was before.  About half an hour after I called the front desk, a maintenance dude came to check it out before going upstairs to see what can possibly be going on up there.  Seems I heard some movement up above me a couple of minutes later, so it is my hope that this will all be resolved sooner rather than later.  (I believe upstairs is a youngish guy -- I know it's the same apartment as mine, so dear god it really should be a single person and not a couple, and the guy from that apartment was ahead of me at the desk to get new parking passes a week or so ago -- so maybe his dishwasher freaked out or something.)

kitchen verdict

"Damnedest thing," says the maintenance guy.  "A pipe burst."

I'll say.  It's 80 degrees.  How is a hot water pipe on the top floor of the building going to burst?  But something happened up there, he's not sure if they knocked off a valve or what, but there was something going on in upstairs' kitchen as well, because he saw a plunger in the sink -- but I'm the lucky one, with the water in the walls and seeping into the kitchen and entryway and -- bonus! -- under the carpet.

We will now take a moment to be glad this watery fun didn't happen anywhere near anything of any real value.  Small favors.

kitchen final

And:  the maintenance dude came back with a shopvac and then came back again with cleaning stuff and rags.  He'll be back tomorrow to see if the parquet tiles in the entryway have buckled and need replacing, but mainly, before he left he made it where the only things in the kitchen I need to clean are the dishes that had been waiting for me to wash in the first place.

That, my friends, is among the things I like about this building.