
When I came home at around 5:30, the sink was filled to the brim with back-flow greasy gutter water!! It was pretty gross. After some frantic emergency bailing and plumbing, it is now filled with a sort of mini-bubble bath (made up of a generous dose of dishwashing fluid foam and water) for... creepy-crawlies. The plumber said that if he started fixing it now, the whole building might need to be up and bailing gutter water for the next 12 hours. So he going to fix it tomorrow. The soap is to cut the grease and stop any more back-flow.
Anyway, the after-picture is not good. I can't cook today. What a cruel little torture. I have already had 4 apples. :/
AND WHO THE HELL POURS GREASE DOWN HIS KITCHEN SINK??? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR RAVING MIND, 8th floor denizen??? AAAARRRrrrrgh. Yeah, I am TOTALLY not smiling and saying Hi to YOU any more.
Actually, I am not very sure what he looks like! (I have around 3 candidate 8th floor people on my do-not-smile list now.) Hahaha
PS: Does your colleague non-(e:James) live on the 8th floor??
What does he look like?
Shut up. The white flag is now down. Hahaha
That's the nature of karma, innit? =D
Not to mention coated with polycyclic aromatic smoky charred hydrocarbons with proven colon-carcinogenicity. :)
PS: I SO love locking horns with you. (e:jason). :D
PPS: You know, with all that food taunting I have been delivering you since this morning, this was a nice little piece of "take that, snob" backlash. My kitchen karma is totally boomeranging.
Why not get a little grill? Grilled fruits and veggies are fantastic.