Friday, April 25, 2008
I hear plumbers earn good coin
Today, Rocketstudio HQ was scheduled for an annual plumbing inspection. That's not a euphemism for anything. A plumber quite literally came into my apartment and turned on all the taps and checked for leaks and replaced the flapper thingy in the back of the toilet.
Every suite in the building is getting a little spring maintenance, so the management issued notices about it a couple days ago. Like any concerned modern hausfrau, I made sure I cleaned my bathroom before the plumber got here. I naturally assumed that the other residents would do this, too. You know, cuz otherwise it's just gross.
The plumber was really handsome and quite fit. It's the only time I've ever thought: "I would really like to see some more of that plumber's butt." Sadly, he was wearing overalls.
So while he was disassembling my toilet, he said: "Wow. This is the cleanest can I've seen all day."
I find that pretty hard to believe. My lavatory is definitely sparkling awesome, but c'mon, out of 250 suites, surely some tenants must have cleaned-up prior to their inspection.
Do you think he was coming on to me?