I was out late last night. When I came home, I heard a strange sound like water hissing. Being deaf in one ear, I couldn't tell from what direction the sound was coming, so I looked everywhere. I noticed a wet footprint on my carpet in front of the utility closet and opened that. The floor there had at least half an inch of standing water. Something had happened, and one of the hoses was leaking. Hence, the hissing.
I called the emergency maintenance number, and Dale came right away. I apologized because he said he'd been in a deep sleep. "It's part of the job," he said. My carpet is soaked in front of the utility closet in the living room and around the corner to the kitchen tile. Two boxes I'd packed of books were sitting there. I had Dale move them. They were slightly wet on the bottom. I'm relatively sure there's no damage inside. He got his wet vac and soaked up what he could. A dehumidifier ran all night and will probably continue to run all day. Dale will be in and out all day, checking on the progress. Someone else may also have to come in to ensure it is all dried.
I don't buy bottled water. Unless there's a good reason, I think it's a waste of money. I had an empty jug left here from when I had distilled water for my humidifier over the winter. Dale brought me some of his bottled water and filled that jug for me. This morning I went to Kevin-across-the-hall and filled my bucket for toilet flushing purposes. How did people do this in the old days?
FYI - There is also a maintenance man here named Kevin; he's actually the head maintenance guy. Thus Kevin-maintenance-man and Kevin-across-the-hall.
I should probably learn Kevin-maintenance-man's last name. That might be easier to say.