Alice Dryden (huskyteer) wrote,
Alice Dryden

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Toilet Humour

I managed to break the toilet seat over the weekend. (When I say 'managed to break', I mean that it had been hanging by a thread since I moved in and it's finally given up the ghost. I didn't do anything cruel or unusual to it.)

Rang up the letting agency, who called me back to ask if I'd be so good as to buy myself a replacement in Argos and present them with the bill, since if they sent someone out on a maintenance call it would cost them £60.

I'm a busy person. I don't have time to go chasing round after toilet seats. This is precisely the sort of thing your landlord is supposed to sort out in exchange for taking all your money.

I said as much to my colleague. "It's a pain in the backside, isn't it?" he said sympathetically.

And I'd been trying so, so hard to describe the situation without using the words 'crap' or 'pissed off'.

Edit: If that's the way they want to play it, I'm totally buying myself a glow-in-the-dark one with a map of the heavens on.
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