Overflow. Oversight?

In August 2014, we bought a new/old house.  New to us, older than our last house.
We love it.  The size, the layout, and the location.  The beautiful yard, and the abundance of birds.

But it seems we were duped by the seller somewhat, as I mentioned in my last post.  We expected to do a few upgrades, we could see what they were, and we had the budget.  However, some things were not as visible!  Which is not what the seller attested to at the sale! NO latent defects, he stated!

My neighbour filled me in on details of the people we purchased from a few months after we took posession, but we felt the full force of their sheer cuntness on the last day of November, 2014!  

After a fab day shopping and doing the family thing, we returned home, exhausted.  No sooner than she had retreated to her basement, did my daughter come running up the stairs, yelling and screaming "there's water pouring in through the fucking light fitting!"

Yes she was swearing, as was I when I saw the fucking mess.  Literally, there was water pissing in throught the light fitting in the ceiling, and it wasn't long before it was pissing in through another light fitting, all over the ceiling, down the wall, under the drywall, and under, and over the carpet.
This was first discovered at 8.45pm.  By 11pm the entire 1200 square feet of the basement was affected somehow..
After a few frantic calls, and what seemed like a decade, a clean up crew arrived at midnight.. and didn't leave until 5am!  The same crew, plus a few more were back at 8.30am!  They ripped the whole place apart, sucked up the massive puddle that was the floor, boxed up our belongings, and cleaned up as best they could.

My plumber popped by and fixed the burst pipe the next day, so we were waterless overnight.
But he put her to bed for $500, and in just under two hours.

The follow up included industrial fans a-blaring for an entire week, 24/7, and dehumidifyers sucking the water from my fish bowls, as they did their best to suck the water from my walls and floor!
Carpet was ripped up, drywall was cut out and tossed.  Belongings that were only unpacked weeks before due to our move, were packed back up and shipped out.

My childs bedroom was unusable, so she had to sleep on a lumpy sofa bed upstairs for two weeks. While she was re homed, the weight of the boxes that had been stored in her closet, caused the shelf and hanging rail to rip out of the wall and break her closet doors.
Now she is back in her room, but still surrounded by boxes, until that hiccup is fixed!

A total fucking fiasco of complete strangers in and out daily, checking this and measuring that.
Of course, we had just booked a little Christmas break a few days before shit hit and fans fanned, and we had also booked a kitchen installation, which now won't happen until February, because I don't have a place to store the cabinetry until the contractor is available!

And you know why all this happened?  This all happened because Mr Jim'll Fix It (his name really is Jim),  the incompetent fat cunt who sold us the house, couldn't be bothered to insulate the outside tap, and put a grill in the ceiling for winter shut off access.  He just couldn't spare the extra pennies (literally less than $50), and 15 minutes of his time, to make sure the house was protected from frost.
He managed his cigarette habit with ease, mind you.

What adds oomph is that while the rebuild has been going on, we have discovered that Mr Fat Incompetent Cunt had left live electrical wires hanging in the ceiling space, right near water pipes, he had exhausted a bathroom fan into a closet, he didn't cut a hole in the siding when he re did it, for the central vac to get air, and he failed to hook up the furnace to the outside.  Preferring the ceiling cavity!!

I could have paid for 20 inspectors prior to my home purchase and not a thing would have shown up.

Of course, this is the same cock that installed an electrical socket, and then put a toilet (at an noticable angle) directly in front of it, so it's totally unusable.  So none of this should surprise me really.  But what it does, is make me doubt humanity just that little bit more.  It makes me realize that you go out of your way for others, and often they will fuck you sideways in the ass, wiggle a little, and then smile about it!!

Well cunt, not this time.  Your ass fucking days are over.
Karma drives a Toyota Tacoma, watches Botched, and listens to Slayer!

I have a great insurance company, that have supplied me with fabulous contractors, and we will shortly be back to normal below grade.
 But it has been one hell of a disrupted winter, and with some -40c temperatures, a tad chilly here and there!

Karen G, Headbangerwoman Jan 9 2015