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So this has been an interesting week. First, lets start off with last week Thursday...
I was sitting on the couch watching TV with my roommate Heather when we heard thumping coming from up above us. At first we assumed it must be loud upstairs neighbors. Then I realized that we live on the top floor and have no upstairs neighbors. Only an attic/crawlspace. We both guessed it must be maintenance guys doing work on the roof and thought no more of it.
Heather got up to take a shower while I continued watching TV. A few minutes into Blazing Saddles, a loud cracking noise started coming from the ceiling, followed by a crunch and then BOOM!
A small child fell right through the ceiling and came crashing down on my living room floor.
I immediately jumped up and yelled, "WHAT THE FUCK?!"
I walked over to inspect the pile of plaster, drywall and child. The kid started to get up and dust himself off and appeared to be relatively unhurt. Turning around, his eyes started at my feet then worked their way up until he was looking me in the eyes with the fear of God on his face.
Again, I exclaimed, "WHAT THE FUCK?!"
It was at this point that Heather came out of the shower and stopped dead in her tracks. Looking first at the kid, then at me, then back at the kid, and then me again, she immediately exclaimed, "WHAT DID YOU DO!!?!"
While I started to argue with her as to how children falling out of the sky could possibly be my fault, the kid made a break for the door. Deciding that tackling him to the ground or throwing some large, heavy object at him would be ill-advised, I followed him into the hallway and made note of which apartment he ran into.
After that, I got on the phone with the apartment manager and after trying to explain the situation to her, decided that it would be best if she just came over and saw for herself. So she arrived a few minuted later. All primped and ladylike in her business suit, wire rimmed glasses and sensible shoes. I opened the door and invited her in to survey the carnage.
As soon as she did, she dropped her clipboard and exclaimed, "WHAT THE FUCK?!"
That seemed to be the de rigueur response of the day
Anyways, the maintenance crew came over and after a few more WTF?!'s they got the place cleaned up and the hole should be patched up by tomorrow.
We eventually found out that some kids in the building had found a way into the attic and had been using it as a hideout. At least one of them had not been informed of the "don't walk in between the rafters" rule.
The kid and his mom both got chewed out by the manager and as of press time, neither has fallen through any more ceilings.