It's not bad now... except for the stench. Lisa's on the phone trying to get ahold of Wes the owner. I'm typing, trying not to get too pissed off. I can hear her leaving a message.
On the house front, according to Lisa, Juan Antonio spent much of the day doing cleanup, so no need for pictures today. He says they're waiting on the trusses... though we're not sure when they're supposed to arrive.
(Lisa just came in and asked if this was about the time we are supposed to go upstairs and ask the neighbors not to use their water... great, we'll get to meet the really pissed-off husband upstairs (who yelled again at his "wife" last night and this morning... we're not sure if the nice blonde dog-walking lady is the wife or just a dog-sitter for the past couple of weeks, as we haven't seen her since the major yelling early Sunday morning... if he hadn't shouted this morning, our overactive imaginations would have come up with a Rear Window-esque scenario, I'm sure...).
Jeez, I can't wait to be back in my own home...
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Wes called back (by the time he called back [around 8:45] the water had receded, leaving only the residue and the stink behind).
He'll call Pipe Dreams in the morning (though I'm not completely sure what that'll do, as Pipe Dreams usually runs a week behind on "non-emergency" calls... so I would figure that he needs to call the local management office to get that pushed through). I think Lisa and I should go down and talk to management in the morning to discuss this matter, to get the "free" phone gate buzz-in thing, and to find out when the next association meeting is.
Why? the interested reader, might ask...
Wes told Lisa that it is the SewerSide3 association's position that WE are the cause of the plumbing difficulties because we are using the garbage disposal. They don't want to reimburse Wes. He's fighting it, but in their viewpoint, WE are the problem.
This pisses me off not a little. And quite frankly, I want a piece of them. Here's the deal: we have not used the garbage disposal since the visit by Pipe Dreams on August 3; we bought those screen things that go over the sink drain, and we shake those out into the trash every meal. And even if we HAD used the garbage disposal, why shouldn't we? Isn't that why the fucking thing is there in the first place? This is so freaking ridiculous (in the truest sense of the word... worthy of--no, fuck it--DEMANDING ridicule), I'm besides myself.
I want to show up at the next meeting (which, according to their website's minutes, is this Wednesday night, a 7pm conference call in the clubhouse), with pictures, and ask them just how this is OUR fault. And if I can't get a little satisfaction, I'll show up to the next one as well, maybe this time with a reporter from the Ventura County Star newspaper... I'm sure that would make for REALLY interesting reading.
breathe
Maybe I'll cool down before the morning, but I just don't see that as being very fucking likely.
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