Take a bow as the light hits the face
Rabbit, rabbit! For an introduction to the idiosyncracies of our apartment, last night our bathroom cabinet tried to fall off the wall, which is how we discovered it had been hung by people who seem not to have understood several essential concepts about screws and drywall and the distribution of weight, which is how at four in the morning we were taking the heavy mirrored door off its hinges in hopes of it not actually smashing into the sink in the night. It did not and this morning we had a visit from the plumber come to fix a totally unrelated and fortunately uncomplicated issue under the sink. I would find all of this funnier had it not completely deprived me of sleep, but it makes a change from the front steps.
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Um.....no!
Six years later we have just about undone all their stupidities!
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My parents' house has been a similar exercise for the last thirty years—it was built in the 1950's by a local fire chief who was by all accounts a perfectly reasonable fire chief, but not one of nature's great home architects. Even now, they're still finding little instances of construction WTF. Personally I will never get over discovering that our kitchen ceiling was wallpapered. About six inches deep.