Trial by Water
I woke up to a loud crack. There was ceiling paint and plaster fracturing—then the multiple thuds. I couldn't believe my eyes—paint and plaster on the carpet with gallons of water! It was one room away from where I'd been sleeping and I knew exactly what happened—the washing machine of the tenants above me had sprung a major leak in exactly the wrong place... I called upstairs and the man said, "I'll be down in awhile." I was still being stunned that such damage had happened when I heard the machine upstairs start up again. I called up to ask if that was wise and got a stream of invectives and harsh roaring! Incredible! His washing machine caused it and he's mad at me...? I called the landlord. He was calm and said he'd stop by later. He never showed up. He didn't show up the n
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