
Of course, there's a bit of a dilemma: no hot water as of some time yesterday evening.
Before notifying the landlord, I did take a cold shower last night (a very fast cold shower...), and as of moments ago there's still nothing warm coming out of the sink. Lovely!
I'm sure if the problem will persist, he'll say something. Right?
If it were raining a little harder, I could at least stand outside for a little while... grab some soap on a rope... be a hippy...
Nothing like spending a Saturday evening feeling all icky...