Adventures in community living
Oct. 19th, 2003 01:44 am*snerkle* A bunch of firstyears were sitting in the hall outside the bathroom looking worried. They explained that a toilet wouldn't stop flushing. "Have you talked to Erin (the RC)?" "She's not home cause she doesn't want to enforce policy on the party on the 4th floor." *eye roll* "Have you called Public Safety?" "Uh.... no." "Then call Public Safety." "Um... could you do it?" *extended eye roll* *call Public Safety* Am told that they'll send someone in the morning, since it isn't actually overflowing. Back out to the hall. We try kicking it and wonder how to shut off water to the whole house. We theorize that perhaps this is our house ghost, Thomas, haunting the toilet. Discussion on the precedent of Moaning Myrtle. It is pointed out that Moaning Myrtle died in a toilet, whereas Thomas died in the attic. An officer walks in. We marvel. He takes out his handy MultiPurpose Tool of Power and shuts off the water to the toilet, tips his hat and leaves the whispering crowd.
Poor Public Safety. They had one big raid two years ago, three arrests and a drug bust all in one, and ever since they have to deal with people bringing in motherless baby squirrels, and fixing toilets.
Poor Public Safety. They had one big raid two years ago, three arrests and a drug bust all in one, and ever since they have to deal with people bringing in motherless baby squirrels, and fixing toilets.