And the earth shall quake and floods will rise at the great and dreadful day…ok ok. So it’s not the apocolypse but a flood did rise. In my apartment. For the third time. And it was a dreadful day (or at least moment). In all honesty, I’m getting fed up with this happening. This time luckily it was caught after only about 10 min rather than the almost hour lastime but still. The last time this happened the washer flooded so badly I thought for sure our landlord was going to have to rip up the carpet and replace it. He probably should have but he didn’t. This time it didn’t even make it out to the carpet but it did make it to the apartment downstairs….again. I feel really bad for her b/c I think her apartment has sustained more damage and she’s just an innocent bystandard. Lastime my roommate and I were convinced that it had to be something wrong with the pipes causing the overflow. Our landlord was convinced it was just a problem with the drain and came back putting a plastic tray underneath which he said would help with the flow of water into the drain. We said well ok, but were still not convinced. So when I called him today he kept asking me on the phone how this could have happened when there was a tray underneath the washer and I kept thinking “Do I look or sound like a plumber to you? I have no idea. But I bet it has something to do with the pipes”. So right now he and his son are still investigating what could be the problem. I sort of had to smile a little when I heard them say it might be a problem with the pipes.