Thursday, July 29, 2010

As God As My Witness, I'll Never Be Dirty Again

You'll all be relieved to know that when I got home this evening my shower was restored to a working state and I have since taken what is quite possibly the best and most satisfying shower of my entire life.  Sadly, my bathroom is still a mess (the tiler did a terrible job of removing the excess grout and left his filthy tape measure behind for my measuring pleasure) but I don't care because I am clean.

I have to say, though, I was very tempted by Katie's enticing offer to avail myself of her, ah, facilities--toddler step stool and all--but there's nothing like getting all those intimate nooks and crannies clean in the comfort of your own shower.  And boy did they need it!  I gotta tell ya, a sponge bath just don't cut it, if you know what I'm saying.  Of course you don't, and I hope you never do.  The last couple of days have been worse than camping--at least when you're camping people expect you to look dirty and smell bad!  I had to work, fer cryin' out loud!

Anyway, it's all over now and hopefully I'll never need to go through that again.  And I'm not gonna hold my breath for any kind of compensation or even an apology from my management company.  Their attitude throughout this whole debacle has been disinterested at best and downright rude at worst.  Ah well, I guess things could have turned out much worse.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go shave my legs.

3 comments:

Katie said...

pfft...four days in Algonquin, paddling/portaging with no running water, soap, or deodorant of any kind...THAT, my friend, is filthy times.

kendall said...

Yeah, but you were camping! It's expected! Also, it helps with keeping the bugs away...and everyone else, for that matter ;)

psychsarah said...

So glad to hear your shower is back in good working order. Nothing like being clean after being oh so dirty (speaking from camping experience here).

I can't believe those rat-heads at your management company don't care. Well, actually, I can believe it, because I hated renting for just this reason, but I hope you whip out your "pretentious verbiage" and write a fierce letter at least. after you've shaved your legs of course :)