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Irritable flush

The handle/lever on my loo has been loose for a while now, and it doesn't always flush first time. Sometimes there's a bit of a knack to getting the thing to work. Frankly, I suspect it was badly assembled by the (no doubt cheap) plumber the landlord hired when the new bathroom was installed. He made a poor job of everything else so...

Anyway, the toilet packed up altogether late last night. No amount of jigger-pokery inside the cistern could get the damned thing to flush. Of course, a bucket of water poured into the pan does the job pretty well, but it's not ideal.

So I emailed the landlord last night, explaining the situation, and got a reply today. He says he's spoken to the plumber, and they'll be round Mon afternoon, if that's suitable.

So I emailed back, pointing out MY TOILET DOESN'T FLUSH. I didn't tell him I could flush is with a bucket of water, and he didn't suggest that, so as far as he knows.... I added that I know it's the weekend, and hence more expensive to get a plumber, but that I don't want to wait until Monday afternoon. I resisted the tempation to add that he wouldn't want to wait until Mon if it was his own toilet. The cheapskate just doesn't want to pay the higher cost of an emergency plumber for a tenant.

I'm waiting for a reply.

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dakegra
2nd Nov, 2007 16:06 (UTC)
we had a similar thing as students. The front door lock broke, and we didn't have a back door key. Luckily it broke with the door unlocked, so we could get out. We phoned the agents, pointing out that one of us would be staying in to guard the house until they could get someone to fix the lock.

After much to-ing and fro-ing, they *finally* agreed to get a locksmith out to us later that day.

"what time will someone be in?" they asked.

my friend resisted the urge to shout "ALL DAY AS WE CAN'T LEAVE THE HOUSE. WERE YOU NOT LISTENING?"

which I thought was quite restrained.
nextian_cutie
2nd Nov, 2007 16:09 (UTC)
Ugh, what rotten luck!

We recently had to replace yet another toilet here at the Funny Farm. This time, a member of the cleaning crew we had in apparently did something that cracked the tank in the master bathroom. She didn't tell us that anything was wrong and just shut off the water at the wall. Well, we went to use it later that evening and went to flush and there was no water! I turned on the water at the wall and suddenly the floor was drenched and it was all I could do to get it turned off fast enough before it leaked to the ceiling below!!

Of course this happens right before we're leaving for Europe, so I can't even call the cleaning company to complain until we get back. So we get back and Jon just replaced the whole toilet on Sunday. But the good news is that the cleaning company says they'll take care of the cost. (They are insured after all!) So this is good. But it sure was inconvenient to be without a toilet up there for a week and a half before we could get it taken care of! I can't imagine only having ONE toilet and it not working properly!!

I really hope your skinflint landlord gets it taken care of ASAP!
miss_next
2nd Nov, 2007 16:19 (UTC)
Bah! I hope he gets his act together and sends out the plumber asap. All the best with it!
longhairedhippy
2nd Nov, 2007 16:55 (UTC)
I'd offer to help, but the fact that you've already been fiddling about inside the cistern suggests you've tried everything I would have done anyway. Hope you get it sorted soon, and my sympathies as regards your lazy-ass landlord.
bonedancer
2nd Nov, 2007 18:03 (UTC)
I had a similar experience in January. Clearly all landlords are constipated, since they don't rate the ability to go to the toilet as important.
nextian_cutie
2nd Nov, 2007 18:56 (UTC)
Ok, you just made my day. THAT was funny!

However, it gave me a mental image I don't really want, seeing as how we rent our house from my in-laws! LOL
san_valentine
2nd Nov, 2007 21:30 (UTC)
It's now 9.20 pm and I haven't heard anything from the landlord.

About four years ago, the downpipe at the back of the house collapsed. Luckily, my bathroom is at the front of the house, and I have a downpipe to myself: it was flats 1 and 2 who were affected. After some urgent calls from the tenants, the landlord said it would take a few days to get the pipe properly repaired, so in the meantime, he had a portaloo installed in the front garden. (To be fair, getting one into the back garden would be a hell of a challenge, and the two affected flats have no direct acess there anyway).
After a few days, I discovered that Tania, the Brazilian microbiologist in flat 1 was going around the corner to use the facilities at the university's nearby sports centre. She refused to use the portaloo on the grounds that people might see her going into it, and would, of course, know what she was doing. However, she was quite happy when I asked her if I could use her name and description for a prostitute in a western I was writing.
She never did forgive the landlord though. When she moved out, she offered me the second-hand freezer she'd bought (and no longer needed), saying she'd rather leave it on the pavement for a stranger to take, than let the landlord have it. Still have the freezer.
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