Our apartment flooded. It happened the day before yesterday. It was about 8:30 a.m. and water stared poring from the ceiling. Needless to say I was praying at the time and thought the end had come. I'm glad to report that I made it, this time.
(Danger Zone!!)
The neighbors upstairs, 2nd story, had some type of washer malfunction. I live in the basement. Yep water made it's way all the way down there, and in volume.
(Upstairs, there's a total of six fans in there.)
Due to this I currently live in a triage center. The one like in ET. I try not to read the sign with the skull, or at least redifiny it to rationalize going in (lead comes from the earth so it has to be good for me).
Anyway here are some pictures. They say they're worth a thousand words, too bad this doesn't apply to essays!
(ET triage unit.)
(Downstairs, three fans. I'm taking the picture from my bedroom.)
