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Showing Me the Love
Home sick second day in a row. Tonsils only size of golf balls today; v. great improvement over yesterday's grapefruit. Swallowing hurts.
At least for the time being, apartment has water. Sort of. Yesterday city turned it off for v. necessary rooting about in local drainage ditch. Was supposed to be back on at 3:00. Was not back on at 3:00. Was not back on at 4:00. Was not back on at 5:00. Called rental management office. Management office useless. Fluttered hands in effete manner to indicate helplessness. Staff sodded off at usual hour despite ongoing no-water situation. City trucks showed up around 7:00. City crews fluttered hands in a more manly manner to indicate manly helplessness. Went out in search of restaurant with working loo we could eat dinner in on Valentine's Day without prior reservation. Ho.
On return from dinner, City crew appeared to be running garden hoses from fire hydrant. V. mysterious. Building filled with random knockings and gurglings. At midnight, crew knocked on doors to ask if we had water. Faucet produced something half-hearted but definitely wet. Apologies all around but will fix rest of way in morning. Ho ho.
Yesterday also tried run to library to return late book. Car emitted clicky dead-battery noise.
P.S.
Still not king.
P.P.S.
Did not in fact eat dinner in restaurant loo.
At least for the time being, apartment has water. Sort of. Yesterday city turned it off for v. necessary rooting about in local drainage ditch. Was supposed to be back on at 3:00. Was not back on at 3:00. Was not back on at 4:00. Was not back on at 5:00. Called rental management office. Management office useless. Fluttered hands in effete manner to indicate helplessness. Staff sodded off at usual hour despite ongoing no-water situation. City trucks showed up around 7:00. City crews fluttered hands in a more manly manner to indicate manly helplessness. Went out in search of restaurant with working loo we could eat dinner in on Valentine's Day without prior reservation. Ho.
On return from dinner, City crew appeared to be running garden hoses from fire hydrant. V. mysterious. Building filled with random knockings and gurglings. At midnight, crew knocked on doors to ask if we had water. Faucet produced something half-hearted but definitely wet. Apologies all around but will fix rest of way in morning. Ho ho.
Yesterday also tried run to library to return late book. Car emitted clicky dead-battery noise.
P.S.
Still not king.
P.P.S.
Did not in fact eat dinner in restaurant loo.