M is talking to neighbour-cum-mahjong kaki who pops by for a chat and the latest on mahjong gossip. Gossip told with relish, M shifts the topic to leaky kitchen and the bursting floor. Just moments after describing the floorquake , everyone hears a loud crack.
As if the floor has ears, it decides to provide visual accompaniment to M’s story and the floor split open in a 5-foot long line at the dining area next to the living room. We gape hypnotised as the floorquake happen right before our eyes.
Am terrifically pissed at neighbour (not mahjong neighbour, next-door neighbour). After realising their problem, they had a plumber surveyed their home and decided not to fix it because they weren’t willing to pay the price.
WHAT THE BLOODY FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It’s all fine and dandy if you don’t bloody want to fix your bloody plumbing problem. But when your bloody plumbing problem causes your next-door neighbour floorquakes, it’s not just your fucking problem anymore.
DON’T YOU BLOODY CINAS HAVE A CONSCIENCE? NOT EVEN A BLOODY APOLOGY, YOU BLOODY BODOH SOMBONGS! HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF YOU HAVE TO FORK OUT THOUSANDS OF RINGGIT BECAUSE YOUR NEIGHBOURS REFUSE TO GRASP THE ENORMITY OF THEIR ACTIONS!!!
Several hours later.
Was typing this post when three feet away from the computer the floor cracked again. Screamed in fright and scampered away like a frightened cow. The floorquake continued all the way to the computer. The whole dining room is a pond of broken tiles. Just managed to brave self to step on floorquake area to continue post (that, and to complete a presentation due Friday). Was upset to tears for a moment.
Acute observation would notice good humour is restored. Am over with ranting. That doesn’t mean less angry with the bloody people. As they refused to fix plumbing, they shut off their main pipe and fulfil shower needs at relative’s house nearby.
Have lost train of thought. Planned to write and rant a lot more, but am feeling a lot more affected now that computer will have to be shut down from tomorrow to do retiling.
Believe in karma. What goes around, comes around. Chinese New Year is around the corner, it won’t be good to have this on your conscience.
12/1 Neighbour showed up on Sunday, saw the wreckage, admitted their fault. Wrote a cheque for a thousand and a half. That’s before quake moved up to living room as well. Estimated cost four grand… !!!
17/1 Neighbour refused to cough up dough; told us to deal with insurance like one would in a car accident. Insurance adjuster surveyed but have not decided if would pay compensation. D believes insurance won’t pay as was result of neighbour’s negligence.
9/2 Neighbour called Dee up to ‘ask’ if insurance would compensate. Dee said he has not heard from them. He should be by next week, but obviously he did not tell neighbour that; he just want Dee to pay him back the thousand and a half as insurance should be paying full coverage. M and self were adamant not one bloody cent would go back to bloody neighbour… the money he paid is really for the pain, stress and suffering we endured.
18/2 Insurance would only pay two and a half grand as they found out from neighbour’s insurance that neighbour has paid one and a half grand for the four-thousand tiling job. Thus we are vindicated. Greedy neighbour cannot ask us to pay him back; he shall have to ask compensation from his insurance company. Am really hoping the stereotype of insurance companies being money-sucking sharks (am not the most creative in analogies evidently) is true with his insurance company.