It's Snowing in the Bathroom
I work on the top floor of a 19th century building tenement building converted into office space. Lots of quirks. Lots of character. One colleague's office has a sink. There are random non-functioning fireplaces scattered about the premises. That kind of thing. And I thought I had seen it all until this morning, when I walked into the bathroom (which includes a shower) nearest my office to blow my nose and felt little crystals of dropping down all around me. It was like Winona Ryder stumbling out into the backyard while Edward Scissorhands is carving an ice sculpture. (Well... all right. On a much smaller scale.) Apparently, when the wind picks up, ice particles are getting through a crack in the seal on the skylight.
Labels: Precipitation, Weather, Work
posted by Eric @ 10:16 AM
1 Comments:
ha. i can top that: i once lived in a third-floor apartment in duluth that had a skylight. and one evening when it was raining really really hard all these tiny little white squirmy things came wriggling through the skylight... it was (don't scream, now): MAGGOTS.
one of the kids who lived in the building was supposed to take the garbage down every day but didn't want to go down three flights of stairs, so he was secretly hauling it to the roof and leaving it there. and when the little maggots hatched, the rain pushed them through the edges of the skylight.
true story. gross, but true.
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