The Loo of the Damned
Tonight, they've been fixing the water pipes. And so for about 2-3 hours the water (both hot and cold) was turned off. It has since been restored, and in record time too...as opposed to one session before Christmas, where they reassured us the hot water would be back on by 9am, and sometime around 3:30pm hot water was returned to us.
I rejoice for the water. However, as a result of them flushing the pipes, all the water has a quality that could best be described as: murky. Come to think of it, that's the polite way of saying it. So far, the bathtub and sink water is clear again, but the toilet water still has a healthy rust-looking sheen to it.
Staring down at a toilet bowl with this colour of water unnerves me. I cannot help but fear that the last person to use might have been perhaps the most unfortunate woman to have a period this world has ever seen.
That, or it reminds of a bathroom out of a
Resident Evil or
Silent Hill game. There's this reddish, blood-rust ocean obscuring the otherwise white porcelain bottom, and I am terrified to think of what either died in it or what unearthly zombie hand is going to come shooting out of it should I venture too close.
This is the sort of thing those really scary games or RPGs are made of:
"Galstaff, you have enterred the bathroom to the north. You are now by yourself, standing in the dark room. The pungent stench of mildew eminates from the wet bathroom walls."
"I cast a spell on the toilet! I'm going to cast Magic Missile!"
And so for the time being, I warily cast a glance down the hallway to the bathroom's direction, hoping that the murky water in the toilet isn't burbling away conspiratorially at me. Sure, you could call me paranoid, but if a toilet happens to try and eat you whilst you're unsuspecting, you'll have no one to blame but yourself.
Well...technically you can blame the toilet too...but that's not really the point here. In fact, I'm not entirely sure what the point of this little bit of nowhere is. Upon further reflection, I don't even think this had a point to begin with. Oh well, it still doesn't change the fact that the colour of the toilet water is making me leery.
Bollywood Karaoke Update: there has been no unintelligible crooning through the walls for the last week. At least during the evening. It would appear that, according to Mel, they have switched Karaoke Hour from the evening to the afternoon. She's still not impressed.
posted by Phillip at 8:34 PM
