I think I ruined Head Maintenance Guy’s day. I haven’t actually seen him but, because I empath, I can feel he’s pissed off.
What’s worse …. every time I feel his upset, I smile.
What happened was, I put in a workorder yesterday for that leaky kitchen faucet and bathroom sink that HMG had quickly macgyvered up and pronounced "fixed".
What HMG is pissed over is the fact that, in the workorder, I asked for a "real plumber".
I submitted the work order at 1:30 yesterday and inasmuch as a resident recently complained to me there’d been no action on a workorder she’d submitted almost a month ago, I wasn’t holding my breath.
Color me surprised at a knock on the door around 2:00 today. It was Assistant Maintenance Guy.
I greeted him with, "So, you’re the real plumber I requested?"
"I’m A plumber", said he with a slight grin, which tells me the wording on that workorder was discussed and he'd gotten a kick out of it.
"Good, because I’ve had it with your boy", said I.
Keep in mind, the AMG is older than the HMG.
It makes no sense, but the inept HMG is AMG's boss, so my referring to HMG as AMG’s "boy" is a further insult.
Everyone in the office is super careful about what they say, because they want to keep their jobs, so he probably won’t tell HMG I referred to him as "boy", but I’m sure AMG gets that us residents don’t think too highly of his boss and probably enjoyed the dig.
So, anyway, he solved the issue with the bathroom sink and put in an order for a new kitchen fixture, as the old one is falling apart said he.
That fixture is yet another, in a long line of cheapies that have since fallen apart and had to be replaced when management did that so-called $3.2 million in renovations.
The refrigerator has been replaced, the stove has been replaced, and may have to be replaced again as I can tell the timing thing is about to go out on the oven.
So, anyway, HMG and I have had issues in the past that had him cutting his eyes at me when we passed each other out and about.
Over the years, it’s been two steps forward as we’d gotten to the point where we speak to each other but my asking for a "real plumber" is sure to send us two steps back.
Fine by me.
BTW, Red Light never did ask me to forward photos from the Memorial Day BBQ or last week’s bingo, thereby robbing me of the opportunity to say "no" and ask why she needed them, but her no longer requesting tells me she didn’t do anything with those she previously bugged me for, didn’t need them, it was just a power play.