Day 257..#You’ve Got To Be Kidding Me! III
After the longest night, I looked at my phone and the time was 07:23. I took my jacket off, rolled up my sleeves and brought out the rubber gloves.
I didn’t actually think anything in the room could get any worse.
I was so wrong.
It took me around 4+ hours to get the room clean. I was on my hands and knees, scrubbing the floor, vacuuming and wiping down surfaces, ensuring I got all the nooks and crannies.
I was yet to touch the mattress.
I left my room to get some breakfast and returned after 11:00am. When I got back, there was a container of paint outside the door as well as a paint roller and paint tray. I picked it up and re-entered my room. It was much cleaner now..but the walls still needed to be painted..and I had to do that too.
I took a little break and then started painting. An hour later, I had finished one wall. The container stated that I had to wait at least two hours before I applied the second coat, so I sat down at my now clean desk, got my phone out and started watching Rules of Engagement on E4.
Just before I was due to start painting the second coat, it started pouring down with rain outside. I turned, watching the rain as it trickled down the glass.
“Drip..drip..drip, drip, drip..drip”
I spun my chair around “You’ve actually got to be kidding me?!”
Rain was coming through the crack in the cement in the wall in my room, running down all the paint and hitting the mattress beneath.
I called the necessary persons to come and fix it, and was told that they couldn’t come out that evening and they’d be around later on the next day.
I asked them what they wanted me to do..where they wanted me to sleep..”I don’t know” they responded, “But we’ll come tomorrow to check the roof and see what the problem is, but that is strange. No one has ever complained the wall was leaking before.”
A likely story.
I ended up spending the night at a friend’s house the next street over and headed to work from there in the morning.
After work, I went back with a friend, and they hadn’t fixed the crack yet. I took my suitcase, packed my things and headed to the train station to get my train back to London.
En-route back home to London, I decided that maybe it was best if I found an alternative place to live.
Semester hadn’t even started yet, and I’d been faced with so many problems in regard to this room, and I was not prepared to remain somewhere for a year that has caused me so much trouble in one week.
I think that’s best.
I am still yet to inform the owners that I won’t be staying. I wonder how that conversation will go.
They can’t really be mad anyway.
They should be happy that the room is actually clean.
I’m so happy I’m free of the room..unofficially, but officially.
Now the hunt for a new place begins!
Wish me luck!
- Day 256..#You’ve Got To Be Kidding Me! II (originalapplejunkie.wordpress.com)