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I hate plumbers.

Two days ago there was a note attached to the front door of my building stating that the people directly below my apartment on the first floor had a leak coming through their bathroom ceiling. Knowing that my apartment had no leaks, I merely laughed at their misfortune and promptly forgot about it. Yesterday, as I was entering the building I saw yet another note on the front door. This one however was from the management;

“Due to the leaks being reported in the building, the management has called for a plumber who will be arriving tomorrow (Thursday) and inspecting ALL APARTMENTS between the hours of 7am to 12pm. Please make the appropriate arrangements to allow him access to your apartment.”

Seven am?! Seven am?! Seven-fricking-o’clock in the mothah-fricking morning?! That means I might actually be out of bed before the sun rises! That’s not natural! It’s inhumane! It goes against the Geek Code of Slumbering Sloths and on top of that, it’s just plain wrong, dammit! Needless to say, I did not laugh as the alarm went off at 6am this morning and abruptly ended my much needed beauty sleep. And of course, the plumber never showed up just like we all knew he wouldn’t.

Bastard.

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