A year ago John was startled out of his shower by our buildings superintendent pounding on our door. I had already left for work. The woman that lives below us was complaining of water leaking into her unit. Our shower head had just broken and was spraying water against the back wall of our shower. We had planned to get a new shower head on the weekend. No big deal. Except as it turned out there were lose tiles at the back of our shower.
We paid for the repairs. The plumber changed the shower head and put silicone around the lose tiles. The ceiling below was fixed. Problem solved.
Umm. Nope just kidding. I got a call this morning while I was at work. The person below was complaining about more leaking. They entered our unit and didn’t find any noticeable leak. They’ve called a plumber out. I’ve been advised that the plumber will be checking the unit below.
My building is good like that. They take care of things when you can’t be there. But I was stressed and freaking out that whoever they had check our unit possibly didn’t notice puddles in our closets ruining our things.
So I left work early. Freaking that things would be ruined, that I’d have to clean up a huge mess and that eventually this leak will be blamed on us and we’ll have to find the money to pay for it AGAIN.
And then I got to Union Station (I take public transit to work most days). The subway slowed right down. The power shut down. An announcement came over the speakers. “We’re in a power off situation due a personal injury at track level”. Our train was able to pull into the station only enough so that one door could open to let people off.
When we exited we saw an older man laying on the tracks. EMS was around him. People were yelling that the power is off. People were standing there watching the poor man. His little dog was down on the tracks sitting beside him. I don’t know if he jumped. I don’t know if he fell. I do know that our train didn’t hit him and that he was getting cared for.
I also know that it was one of the saddest things I’ve ever seen. All of a sudden a leak doesn’t seem to be that big a deal. There are worse things out there.
Back to regular scheduled program tomorrow… hopefully.