Last Thursday I was at a stop-light leaving campus when the driver of the hybrid in front of me jumped out of her car, in tears, and asked me to turn my emergency flashers on. She popped the trunk of her car and smoked started billowing out. Somehow, her battery had died and someone was kind enough to jump her off but the left the battery cables attached to the battery. The cables touched and sparked and the rest is history.
Scary, right?
Then on Sunday I went to the oh, so fabulous Cafe 615 for Bloody Mary's and brunch (my favorite version of Sunday Funday). I was feeling pretty good when I got back to the house and decided to take a nap. I bumped the AC down a bit so it would be nice and cool and laid down. All of a sudden a very strong burnt electrical smell started coming through my air vents. I went into the hall way and I could hear a crackling sound coming from the closet where the AC unit and hot water heater are kept. When I opened the door smoke started coming out and the freaking hot water heater was ON FIRE. I freaked the fuck out. I turned the AC off and ran outside to get the fire extinguisher but the damn thing is encased in glass. I was barefoot and in pajamas, in no way prepared to break the glass. I ran back inside and grabbed my phone to call anyone to help but I couldn't remember how to work the damn thing. I finally called a friend that lives in my complex, who surprisingly enough had the exact same thing happen to him. He rushed over and turned all the breakers off. By that time the fire had extinguished itself so we didn't need to break the glass. I called the emergency maintenance number and had to leave a message. Comforting, right?! Crappy Maintenance Guy finally called me back an hour later to tell me that he would be over first thing in the morning to fix everything. About an hour after that one of the seals broke on the water heater and it began to overflow with water. All over my "brand new carpet". And down to the neighbors below me. Where their AC unit and water heater reside. I called Crappy Maintenance Guy back and he said that all he could do was to come over and turn the water off. Then he asked if I wanted him to do that. Um, hello! My apartment is going to flood otherwise!
This is how the water heater looked after the fire and water disaster.
Monday morning he showed up at 10:00 am (first thing in the morning). He quietly worked at replacing the burned out electrical unit. He reattached the panels. He flipped the breakers. He turned the water back on. Of course since the seal had broken the water did not stay in the tank. He looked at me and said Well, it's Monday. And then turned the water off and flipped the breakers back off, stood up and walked out of the apartment. When he returned with a hose he told me that he was going to drain the tank and go and buy a new water heater.
So now I can sleep
Edit: For some reason I didn't publish this post last year. Not sure why.