Pleasant Neighbors

My new apartment is kind of a shithole. It didn't seem that bad when I first moved in, but then I noticed the walls getting worse and worse. The roof of the bathroom began to peel and grow something like mold. My downstairs neighbors came up and told me that water was leaking down into their apartments. They were angry.

I tried to call the owner, but she didn't answer. My friend went up to the crawl space above the bathroom, where the water tank is. There wasn't even a fawasheh, which is the thing that floats up and lets the water pump know when the tank is full (I have no idea what this is called in English). My friend put one in but then no water came for several days. Going down, I found that one of my neighbors had helpfully broken my water pump and disconnected the electricity. I guess they weren't happy about the leaking.

I called the owner. She answered, finally. I told her what was up with the pump and the water tank. Uh-huh, she said. I asked if she could get a guy over to fix it. She then just hung up. I tried calling her back, but she wouldn't answer.

I managed to get a guy myself but he had to fix the water tank and put in a new electric cord down to the water pump. Finally that night the owner answered when I called her from a friend's phone. I asked why she hung up and she said she didn't answer strange numbers (we exchanged numbers when I took the apartment, so unlikely). I asked her why she hung up on me. She said she didn't know it was me, this despite my identifying myself at the beginning, her assenting, my telling her the problem. It wasn't until I asked her to get a repair guy that she hung up.

Whatever. I'm taking it out of the next rent.