Me: Can I speak to the manager?
Her: Management is not in the office today. I am the lease agent, can I help you?
Me: Yes, I would like to discuss the gaping maw that is in my bathroom ceiling.
Her: Okay
Me: I'm concerned about what's growing in it.
Her: What's growing in it?
Me: Mold. Lots and lots of mold.
Her: Okay...it's still growing?
Me: Uhhh...yes (Like I keep a growth chart on the spores in my bathroom.)
Her: Okay...
Me: It's been a leaking for over a year now. It looks like black mold. (I googled it.)
Her: Okay...
Me: It's the culprit for my sinus issues, not to mention it's lethal to the infant upstairs.
Her: Okay...
Me: (pregnant pause)
Her: (heavy sigh) I'll have the maintenance guys come over today and fix it.
Me: Not fix...spray something to KILL IT.
If the maintenance guys plan on spending all weekend pounding in my bathroom while I sleep, I'm going to be pissed.
4 comments:
Just out of self defense, I'd go to the local hardware store, grab a couple of cans of Kilz, and spray everything in that hole.
Just in case they don't.
Gawd Day-um girl! What a friggin' mess!
I agree - go buy some mold killer yourself. You can't afford to trust or wait for those bastards.
So, how's your hole?
Sorry. Last time I asked that question of a woman I got slapped right into an emergency room.
But this time, it's actually asked in a pertinent and contextually relevant frame of reference.
Mold all gone? All patched up?
Again. I'm just sayin'!
I've heard that bleach with water can kill some mold problems...not sure if black mold is on that list, but it might be worth a shot.
I hate being a homeowner. But when I read posts like yours about apartment living, I remember how lovely that was as well. Gah.
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