Andrew and I rent a house. We just aren't in a position to own a home right now. It really doesn't bother me right now. Call me weird. Oh well.
So one of the good things about renting is that when something breaks, you just call up the good ol' landlord who raises your rent whenever he gets bored, and you tell him to get his good-for-nothing hiney over to your place and fix it. Simple as that, no stress, no worries, no money out of my pocket.
Yesterday, our landlord brought over a "new" fridge for us since our last one had been repaired once already and was broken again. Unfortunately, the landlord found this fridge on the back porch of one "Billy Bob Redneck's" camper. I think that there might have been a family of opossums living in it prior to our winning it through some stroke of strange luck.
When the "new" fridge was in it's appointed home right next to our oven, (makes sense, don't you think?), I gave it the once over and found that while I can cover the rusty scratches on the front with my children's artwork, the rubber gaskets running all around the thing needed some serious anti-fungal treatment. And boy, was the inside worse than I would have imagined. Either someone spilled a Cherry Coke and it puddled down under the vegetable drawer, or something gave birth in there.
But you know me - always looking on the bright side! I told Andrew that he was about to loose a lot of weight with a lot less effort because anytime he looked in the fridge to find something to eat, he would surely lose his appetite.
Two hours after I started scrubbing the thing, it could almost pass for something the HAZ-MAT team might be willing to tackle, and that was a huge improvement. I misted a few gallons of bleach into the thing and then felt a little better about at least putting my condiments in it. In reality, I shouldn't feel too bad about it, because the duct tape on the inside back wall of the freezer is a pretty good indication that I won't have to live with this hillbilly refrigerator for long.
Tomorrow, I am going to thank my cheap landlord for this fine used refrigerator by complaining about the garage door not closing when you push the little button on the wall, AND the grout between the kitchen tiles not being properly sealed, AND the back bedroom light switch being beyond temperamental, AND the thermostat, which is a little off, so we're having trouble regulating the heat.
Because that's fair, right?
I can not believe they saddled you with such a crappy fridge!!!! I would seriously look into the renters rights there in Utah. What the heck are they doing with all that extra rent money that they just raised????
ReplyDeleteWahoo! Time to move!
ReplyDeleteyep. Time to move. We would rent to you guys in a heartbeat. Although the house is here in ID and we already have renters.
ReplyDeleteI can see cutting corners, but that is ridiculous.
That reminds me..I as a Landlord need to take care of some minor issues. : )
Amazing. Give 'em that list and tell them to fix the problems pronto. duct tape in the freezer?
ReplyDeletewhat are they thinking?