…I can.
Just because I am sure that the general public cares, I’m writing because I’ve been vindicated. I am correct, I was correct, I have been correct all along. My landlord and landlady are still not entirely up to the point of admitting that, but it’s true. Last night, my roommate, whose room is right next to mine in the basement, found that his mattress and some of the carpet was wet. Here’s the kicker: it was in the middle of his room, nowhere near the damned window and damned drain they keep blaming. They think their problem is effing leaves, when I see absolutely no evidence that it was the leaves. I do live here, and I haven’t seen that drain back up at all for almost a year, before they did work on that drain. The water never filled the window well outside our windows. But the basement leaked, no only right there by the window, but also ten feet away from that same window. Still, they keep saying that since we didn’t clean out the leaves (like it’s out job to do that), the drain failed, and the basement flooded. The causality just isn’t there. There were leaves, but not that many. I see no evidence that the water backed up in the well around the drain. Instead, it seems the water seeped through the wall underneath–not really related to the drain at all. And there was leaking in another area of the basement, too, which also seems to be completely unrelated to the drain.
And they’re going to try to hold me to my lease? Ha.
I tried to look a little aggrieved, but I couldn’t help a slight wry smile from time to time and a harsh chuckle when they left.
Oh, and I have two finals down, two to go.
