Guess who I had coming to my place today. You actually may not believe me, but yes, some workers came. Two, to be precise. And not only did they look at my bathroom floor/water leak problem, they actually brought tools and the willingness to do something about it with them, too. Well, maybe calling it “willingness” is not quite the right way to describe it. Because, yes, they did see that there’s a problem with the floor (as they always do). And yes, they actually began hammering and taking out two or so tiles. Except that the problem is that taking out two or so tiles just doesn’t fix the problem, and I spent about 2 hours this afternoon, trying to convince them that what they’re doing isn’t actually going to fix anything. “No, no,” they said, ignoring my pleas, and wanted to pour something in the hole they’d just dug in my bathroom floor that would “make things dry.” Yeah, right!

I sent them away.

Because as much as they tried to convince me otherwise, I’m smart enough to know that simply pouring some powder in a wet hole and calling the leak problem fixed isn’t the right way to go about things.

Two or so hours later, the workers were back at my door, insisting to pour powder into the hole, promising the leak problem would be gone by tomorrow. And I faithfully promised them that when they come back tomorrow the leak is still going to be there.

And I have a bad hunch that I’m going to be right!