Bathroom Ceiling

So Kevin, Andy, Jeff, and I were playing Starcraft last night (don't judge me, that game is sweet), and we weren't paying attention to our surroundings very closely. Tyler came home and walked to the bathroom, and noticed that there was water POURING FROM THE CEILING IN OUR BATHROOM. Literally, there was a steady stream of water pouring out of the sprinkler head, and a line of leaking plaster above the countertop. Eventually it even started leaking from the doorframe too. So we called the emergency maintenance line and they sent a guy over to check it out and try to at least stop the leaking. While we were waiting, we went to the apartment upstairs to see if there were people there whose bathroom was leaking too, or if theirs was flooded and leaking through to our ceiling. No answer at their place, but we could hear what sounded like running water. So the maintenance guy got there, and he freaked out because it was leaking harder than he expected, and he ran around and fucked with some shit, and eventually he had to go into the apartment above ours. And what does he find but a passed-out, piss-drunk d-bag laying sideways in the bathtub, which is completely full and overflowing, covering their entire bathroom floor in water, soaking most of the carpet around their bathroom, and just generally fucking shit up. Maintenance man woke him up and found out that he had passed out while trying to take a bath, and what's more, he didn't even live there.

So the end result is that the people in the apartment above us are going to have to pay for thousands of dollars worth of repairs, and they're probably going to go after this drunken bum who totally ruined half their apartment. I hope that guy's night was awesome, because he's going to be paying for it for a couple of months now. Ah, college.