So, I trots out to the lobby today thinking I will track down The Creep and beard him in his den to find out what is happening with the leaky pipe. I walk out the door and there he is, standing there. I say, Hi, Creep! JUST the guy I'm looking for. (big smile) The Creep's natural expression is of the lemon sucking variety so I can't tell if he's just being normal or trying to smile. Anyway, I ask him what's going on. :( You're just gonna LOVE this. :(
He tells me, Oh, the plumbers don't know if they can fix it. It's an awful mess in there and most likely the building will have to hire pipe fitters to do the work. Now, this is Hawaii. Pipe fitters are union. The chances of getting a union organization here before the Second Coming are exceedingly slim. I think I will have a torn out wall for the next couple decades.
And me still wineless. I is most unhappy. :(