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So I walk into my office...
DSWarmack
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Because I heard a strange noise. It sounded like dripping water. Well that's odd there's no water in my office/broom closet, maybe its coming from the laundry room right behind the office. I walk in the door and to my dismay there is a light brown spot in the ceiling right over my head. The dripping sound is coming from the noise the water (coming out of said brown spot) is making hitting one of the boxes under it. The box under it is a box someone sent me for donations to the DCCC (cigars had been moved last night). [all that took about .5 seconds to process]
Now we get to the fun part: Imagine me, a thirty year old father of five, soldier with multiple combat and support deployments, one bad leg (still on crutches) hobbling around moving boxes of cigars around yelling at my wife to come help. Looking at the phone trying to will it closer to call the home warranty people (both to put in an emergency work order and see if they will cover my damaged cigars). So I get everything moved, call the home warranty and get put on the phone with a moron that could care less and I have to reexplain the situation four times. Finally I get to the point where I said, 'Look man, there is water pouring through the ceiling! Get someone out here to fix it!'
'Sir, would you like me to make this an emergency work order? If so I need to know if the leak is coming form the dishwasher or the pipes.'
I go to look and see where the water is coming from and found the problem and fixed it. I told the guy I no longer needed his help, and the cancel the work order.
'Are you sure?'
'YES! [CLICK]'
So I just came down to **** the damage and am so thankful! Other than a brown spot in the ceiling I am good! No water came anywhere near my cigars for the DCCC, or my personal ones. Wheeeww! Disaster averted... Now to fix the ceiling.
Now we get to the fun part: Imagine me, a thirty year old father of five, soldier with multiple combat and support deployments, one bad leg (still on crutches) hobbling around moving boxes of cigars around yelling at my wife to come help. Looking at the phone trying to will it closer to call the home warranty people (both to put in an emergency work order and see if they will cover my damaged cigars). So I get everything moved, call the home warranty and get put on the phone with a moron that could care less and I have to reexplain the situation four times. Finally I get to the point where I said, 'Look man, there is water pouring through the ceiling! Get someone out here to fix it!'
'Sir, would you like me to make this an emergency work order? If so I need to know if the leak is coming form the dishwasher or the pipes.'
I go to look and see where the water is coming from and found the problem and fixed it. I told the guy I no longer needed his help, and the cancel the work order.
'Are you sure?'
'YES! [CLICK]'
So I just came down to **** the damage and am so thankful! Other than a brown spot in the ceiling I am good! No water came anywhere near my cigars for the DCCC, or my personal ones. Wheeeww! Disaster averted... Now to fix the ceiling.
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