So my husband and I have recently moved into a new (old) apartment. Our landlord (a first generation Greek fellow who makes the dad in My Big Fat Greek Wedding look progressive) has been rather slow on getting things fixed up around the place. For instance, the electric wiring is so out-of-code that each time EITHER (you’ll see what I mean in a moment) of us runs the vacuum, with all other appliances turned off, the braker blows.
I’ve been asking him to fix this for over two months now. Yesterday, my husband calls him up to inquire about it and now it’s getting fixed (supposedly) tomorrow. How did this happen? He told the landlord the following (Disclaimer: my husband does not actually believe this, but only wanted to speak in language that would finally be understood)-
“When are you going to fix the wiring? My wife is getting mad at me because she cannot vaccuum.”
To which the landlord replied:
“Ah, yes. I understand. I’ll get someone out there this week.”