The Maintenance Man

    Something interesting happened today with our apartment. The doorbell rang a few times and Justin went to answer it, but was really nervous because he didn’t know who was at the door. When he answered the door, it was a very short Romanian man who said something about “professora” and held up one of the missing drawers from our kitchen! We let him in because we figured that if he had one of our drawers, he must be legit. He came in, put the drawer in the big hole in our kitchen cabinets and headed for the back room? We were a little confused, but he seemed to know exactly what he was doing so we didn’t say anything. He went through our bedroom and out onto our balcony (type thing) and started measuring the windows. It looks like we have new windows in every room, but our bedroom balcony so that was really exciting. However, it was really embarrassing because we’ve been doing laundry and all of our underpants were hanging up out there!! Justin quickly went in and took them all down. Although, the man had already seen them, it seemed like he would be in there for a little while. When he was finished measuring the windows he took a chair and a stool into the hallway by the front door. He then put the stool sideways on top of the chair, took off his shoes and climbed on top of them! I thought he was going to fall. The light in our front room hasn’t worked since we’ve been here, but we figured it was because there wasn’t a light bulb in it. I guess it was something electrical. A few minutes later, the guy who was with him came into the kitchen pointed to the oven and said “fire”. Some how I figured out that he wanted matches, so I gave him the matches, then he went back to help the man who was trying to fix our light. He would light the matches and hold it up to the light-outlet so that the other guy (the one who was standing on the chair and stool) could see what he was doing. That didn’t really seem that effective to me so I took them a flashlight and that seemed to work much better. Hahaha. Then one of the guys came into the kitchen to get a knife, I wasn’t sure what for at first, but I soon realized they were using it as a tool, apparently we don’t have any in our apartment. A few minutes later, I heard this really big popping sound, saw sparks flying everywhere, and then all the power in our house was gone! I guess he didn’t turn off the outlet before he stuck the metal knife in the socket. It was pretty crazy. He did fix the light and got our power back on within just a few minutes, I guess you don’t really need tools or ladders when you’re resourceful! Now we have a nice bright light in our entry and a really burnt up knife! Hahaha! What a great story! He tried to tell me something when he left, I think he said that he needed a screwdriver, but he quickly gave up trying to talk to me and left. As he was leaving I think I heard him say that he would just call our professor and talk to her. Hahahaha!