We have had long battles with our radiators in this apartment. They sound like ship yards or steel mills or, more recently, like water treatment plants. Every morning, we wake up to a deep puddle on the floor and soaking wet things. Our landlord doesn't seem too concerned with this and isn't being very prompt sending a maintenance worker. We feel this can only help our case when we want to buy a house and get out of our lease early. This morning, Corey happened to be up early enough to shoot some video of our radiator. Forgive our lack of technical skill and tilt your head slightly to the left as you observe the industrial glory of our heating device.
I feel so grateful for our new digital camera because now there is proof that (this time) I am not an exaggerator. Behold! The great shipyards of Pittsburgh.
After years of nomadic temporary employment, advanced degrees, and chocolate ice cream, a rugger with a love of knitting and a cyclist with no domestic skills signed a Ketubah and bought a house in Pittsburgh.
5 comments:
omigod! keep calling them. that's ridiculous. i can't believe they haven't sent anyone. they were always so good for us. that's craziness, and you don't have to put up with it.
you, exagerate? never!
I don't get it -- I thought the radiator was going to explode or something. What's the problem?
On a completely unrelated topic, I just found this little ditty about otters at a wedding, which you might enjoy:
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Go to the hardware store & buy a new pressure relief valve. Don't forget to turn off the radiator before installing. Problem solved!
Jack said your releif valve is bad. it is something you could fix by youself. I agree that the landlord should but it sounds like he isn't. So instead of cleaning up water everyday you could fix it and then send the landlord the bill.
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