Dave
SPFG, Supreme Picture Framing God
Saturday was one furstrating day...my next door neighbor, a caterer, had a ruptured pipe and as I was working Sat. morning it became wetter and wetter underfoot and I realized I had a major problem. Unable to contact her, I was eventually able to contact my landlord. He directed me to the outside electrical box (locked) to turn off the well pump. After taking a hammer and smashing the lock off I went back inside and opened all the faucets to relieve the water pressure which eventually stopped the flooding.
Meanwhile the water continued to flow under the walls and covered half my store in water. Since I was working to turn off the water, I was unable to move products out of the way as fast as I would have liked and sustained about $ 1000.00 in damaged matboard, etc. Thankfully, no customers work was affected other than I have to reorder some product to complete orders.
I ended up having to close after wet-vaccing and setting up fans to dry everything out. I turned up the heat to 75 degrees and left for home after putting a closed sign on the door.
Wearily, I went home and fixed lunch and took a nap. After waking up, I decided I was not in the mood to go back and start cleaning up the mess, so I got out my sledge hammer and wedges and split some firewood to relieve my frustrations.
I guess I should just be thankful that this happened on Friday night and I was there to catch it on Saturday morning. If it happened over a Saturday after closing...who knows how bad it could've been?
Dave Makielski
Meanwhile the water continued to flow under the walls and covered half my store in water. Since I was working to turn off the water, I was unable to move products out of the way as fast as I would have liked and sustained about $ 1000.00 in damaged matboard, etc. Thankfully, no customers work was affected other than I have to reorder some product to complete orders.
I ended up having to close after wet-vaccing and setting up fans to dry everything out. I turned up the heat to 75 degrees and left for home after putting a closed sign on the door.
Wearily, I went home and fixed lunch and took a nap. After waking up, I decided I was not in the mood to go back and start cleaning up the mess, so I got out my sledge hammer and wedges and split some firewood to relieve my frustrations.
I guess I should just be thankful that this happened on Friday night and I was there to catch it on Saturday morning. If it happened over a Saturday after closing...who knows how bad it could've been?
Dave Makielski