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David is an occasional blogger, software engineer, Nintendo fanboy, liberal, news magazine addict, voracious TiVo user, and bibliophile. He was born in St. Louis, grew up in southern Indiana, and returned to St. Louis to attend Washington University. He hasn't managed to escape yet. He's a fan of free wine tastings, too many tv shows to name, and eating out. David makes his living developing web applications used internally by his employer. He doesn't blog about work because he's heard too many stories about that causing workplace troubles. There's more on the about page. |
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Two weeks ago today I woke up and heard a steady plink...plink...plink sound. About two plinks per second. I was still a bit groggy, and for some reason though t someone was standing outside the door to my room snapping their fingers. Instead, as I discovered when I finally dragged myself out of bed, was that water was pouring down through the ceiling in the little closet where our water heater is stored. I got a bucket and put it on the floor to catch the water, and called DeBaliviere maintenance. I assumed that having dirty, brown water cascading down your walls might be a high priority for the maintenance guys, but it is not. Two days ago the maintenance people showed up, discovered that there were no longer any leaks (the water had stopped flowing late on the same Friday that it had started) and left a little note saying there was nothing for them to do. I can only hope that they went upstairs and investigated our neighbors water heater, which was probably the source of the leak. But I don't really imagine that they did.
Posted by on 31 January 2003 at 11:37 AM
The clever landlord would turn the bug into a feature: beautiful flowing water fountain in the closet
Posted by rkc on 1 February 2003 - 9:31 AM


