Stinky Drips
So the first time that Sass comes over to my new place I of course go to show her the balcony. She steps out & says, "Wow!" "Yeah nice view, eh?" I replied. "No. I mean, yeah, but wow is about the overpowering stench of urine." She was right. I had smelled it before. So what the fuck? Its not the pigeons. This is that part where I start realizing that this has come full circle. With my last apartment it was the urine soaked carpeting. Now its my balcony. I just can't win.
Wait. Yeah, I did.
I found urine soaked paper towels crammed into the crack on the ceiling of my balcony which leads to the balcony above. Those motherfuckers have been letting their dog pee on the balcony so they don't have to walk down 31 flights of steps. *Boil, Boil, Boil, Boil, Boil, Boil, Boil, Boil, Boil, Boil, Boil, Boil* So Sass is all, "Soak you balcony with bleach first before you accuse just to be sure." "K"
The very next night, I was sitting quietly by my window in my living room. As I sat I started to hear an intermittent drip. The drip increased a couple times and then slowed again. *BITCH* I took a deep breath. I threw clothes on and took 2 more deep breaths. By the time I was upstairs I wasn't any more calm but I approached their door all the same. I was nervous, shaking and most of all, extremely pissed off. Take the pun if you want it. I was nervous because I wasn't sure if the upstairs neighbours were some group of assholes raising fighting dogs or some shit. You just never know when you approach a neighbour with a problem before you actually meet them.
Oh how delighted I was to get to their door and find and ad for whatever Catholic group they were a part of taped to it. My nervousness immediately left and pure rage returned. It was a sublime thing to feel a very fast and confident tongue lashing coming on. This was either going to be really fun or really productive, I wasn't sure which. A man answers and I promptly begin, "Hi. I'm your new neighbour downstairs-how are you tonight? *no pause given* That's great. Listen. I have a very serious problem involving you and your dog."
"Oh! My Dog? Wha-"
"Glad you asked" I motored. "I was just enjoying a cup of coffee on my balcony and fucking dog piss started draining down from your balcony just about 5 minutes ago. Now. You look confused because you either didn't think it would drain down in accordance with the laws of gravity OR you actually have the gall to play dumb. I'm betting on the first of those two because you have gone to the half-assed lengths of trying to stop this by shoving paper towel in the crack at the end of your balcony thinking that it will suffice. I'm here to tell you loudly it will not. It is ENTIRELY unacceptable! It is careless. It is rude. It is VERY unsanitary and worst of all, it is causing a miserable stench on a piece of my home."
His wife appears behind him and meekly says, "No trouble please!"
"Ma'am I can assure you there will be no trouble and just in case you are wondering how you can help facilitate this goal for a 'no trouble' policy between us, here is the only solution to which I will relent. I do understand that it is far easier to have the dog go on the balcony. So follow these directions closely.
FIRST. Go to Canadian Tire and purchase a box of large sized garbage bags and a case of puppy training pads. Do you know what I am talking about?"
They nod.
"You are s u r e?"
They nod again.
"Good.
SECOND. bring your new products to the balcony with packing tape and a pair of scissors. Take the scissors and cut along two of the garbage bag seams to create a large plastic panel. Do you know what I mean?"
They keep nodding.
"Good.
THIRD. Tape 2 or 3 panels of plastic to the metal back of your balcony rail. Weigh down the other sides with plants or whatever you have.
FOURTH. Place puppy training pads on plastic when you take the dog out. When the dog is finished, PICK UP THE PAD AND THROW IT AWAY EVERY SINGLE TIME. Do you know what I am talking about?"
Nod.
"Good. This is the only way you can successfully solve this problem and as an added bonus, following these directions closely will result in seeing far less of me and far less rage within me. Understood?"
They apologize profusely and acknowledge understanding.
"Good night"
*Hubris walks away grinning*
The smell and paper towels were gone within 8 hours.
11 Comments:
Wow! Congrats on being so forward! I don't think I have read you so angry before...of course I would be *pissed* (pun def intended) too!
Rather than the harshness of soaking your balcony in bleach to get rid of any residual smell try vinegar. Vinegar neutralizers almost anything and isn't as harsh and dangerous as bleach :)
Hey that is pretty cool that they were very nice about it!
Wait...dogs are allowed in apartments?...apartments that high up no less??
Wow
Ok, this is wrong on so many levels. Like 31 of them...
Or maybe I'm the one who is wrong in the assumption that when you choose to become a pet owner, you also choose to take on the responsibility of taking care of said pet. In this case, it means getting off of your lazy ass and talking your dog up and down 31 floors whenever it has to do its business. If you're not willing to buy into that condition, then get a freakin' cat.
John-dude, my dog comes down in the elevator all 30 floors every few hours.
That said, a doggy "litter area" would be WAY convenient, particularly for first thing in the morning/last thing at night.
Thing is, I wouldn't DREAM of doing it any OTHER way than how Hubris describes. That's just disgusting.
Shakes head. I walk my dogs 3.5 miles every day. Not just so they can go potty. In fact they aren't allowed to potty when we are walking. I do this just because a dog needs to get out and roam. They need to walk. Its what makes them happy. Coincidently, I'm happier after a long walk as well. Turns out that humans need exercise as well. Good figure. Before I started exercising regularly, I was tired all the time. Now, I do more and have more energy. Its a win win situation.
Now as for your blind rage Hubris. Good for you for being assertive without threatening. Keeping a confrontation with neighbors productive is no easy task. I personally have something of a known temper. I've been working on such exchanges with my neighbors this year as well.
Ewwww about the urine. However, lovely views are amazing things to have on a daily basis.
Dude, I totally need to change your link! :)
-N
huneeb- yup dogs aren't really a problem way up here as long as you know how to take care of them. I'm delighted that the folks upstairs turned out to be okay.
john- what MD said :)
MD- hi babe ;)
LSD- I wish I could run her next to my bike to and from work but I have no where to put her. Still she gets outside with MD for at least an hour & a half daily. Dingo would burst if we didn't.
good luck with your neighbors. I pray they don't use firearms in their Michiganian negotiations.
nat- this place cried out to me when I saw the view.
nat: he knew he was taking it when he HEARD ABOUT the view... before he even saw it.
sass- :) what do you mean? *grins*
just what i said :P
Can't say I blame you one bit for being a bit confrontational. Lazy fuggers and dogs don't mix. I agree with John and Light. If you don't want the trouble, get a cat. Dogs are a whole other thing. They need a lot more attention, and you've just got to devote some time to them. If you do, the payback is immediate. Dogs are a blessing, not a burden.
Walking Grendel is easy, now I just need to figure out how to get PJ walking.
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