So, I got up this morning …
… only to realize that this was probably one of the worst mornings I’ve woken up to in a long while. I had a rude awakening, not just so to speak, but in the literal sense of the meaning. That rude awakening was a knock on my door, announcing a most unpleasant affair: “Your room is flooding!” Yep, and that’s exactly what was happening. By the time I reached my front door, water was streaming in from underneath, and the first thing that crossed my mind was: I wonder when this is going to happen to me! See, it wasn’t my apartment that actually was having the problem (though I got my share of water, too)! But it was the second apartment on our floor to get flooded within two months. A pipe had broken in my next door neighbor’s bathroom, and now the water was flooding the hall, my apartment, other people’s apartments, and of course stood several inches deep in my next-door neighbor’s apartment. So, who am I to complain? Just equipped myself …





