Eff You, You Effin Effers

Do you ever get the urge to just scream at the top of your lungs? Well I totally feel that way today.

My bathroom ceiling is leaking again. This is the count it 3rd time this has happened. I don't know if I posted it here before, but I live below a bunch of crackheads that make so much noise. Apparently during a drunken binge one night one of the crackies decided to take a bath and ran the water... and passed out. Needless to say that when I woke up the next morning and it was RAINING in my bathroom I was not happy. It was fixed. Fast forward less than a month later, it happens again, except for the raining part. This time, I get huge water bubbles on the ceiling and wall. I call the maintenance department and they come right over to fix it. Apparently, they cannot find the source of this leak. Hmmm. Anyway, I go on my trip and come back to THE SAME FUCKING THING!!!! Now, I have been more than understanding about this situation and that shit happens, but 3 times within the past 4 months?? I don't think so.

I called the maintenance office and ripped "Patty" a new one. She started defending the crackies to me. Um, no, bitch. I am the one being inconvenienced when a bubble pops like a pimple and spills crack infested germy water on my tub, sink and floor. So I dig deep and find out that they RENT their apartment through the Section 8 program. Say what? I am paying almost 2 grand a month in mortgage and maintenance to live underneath some welfare recipients that can't even remember to turn the water off after they finish allegedly bathing? Oh No.

So I may have called the Department of Buildings to have them come and inspect the above apartment to see how many crackies live there and hopefully get them evicted. Oops, did I just say that out loud? My bad.