I open the door a crack and this woman is like pushing her way into my apartment and I have no idea what she's saying. Finally she looks up and realizes I have no idea what is going on and says, "gas, you gas"...
Sure...
So it turns out our gas lines get monthly inspections and she was there to make sure I had no leaks or anything. Good news, my apartment isn't going to explode the next time I light a candle. Sweet.
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