Another good laugh for the Week End

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As most of you know I went through my yearly apartment inspection Tuesday. It's for my annual lease renewal. I passed with flying colors (as my neighbor said, with flying colors of course!). It's now 9:45 a.m. California time and I just had something interesting happen. There was a knock at my door (everyone knows I HATE that blasted door bell), so of course I got up and answered it. It was the supervisor of the housing program. With her was one of the maintenance men. They came in and said "Good Morning" and before I could ask what I could help them with the Lady (supervisor) headed for the bathroom with the maintenance man in hot pursuit. She flushed the toilet and watched it closely...hey it works like a dream!!!! I did have to tell her to lift the handle back up otherwise it would keep running water. Then, she bent over an reached for the stainless steel canister beside the toilet. She grabbed the lid and started to pull. I warned her that she didn't want to do that, but she snarled at me to "Butt out, I know what I'm doing!!!!" and with that she jerked off the lid. She was standing upright with the canister hugged close to her chest, where she could get full benefit of...the used stinky cat litter. Man way it stinky. She started to sway and the maintenance man grabbed the canister and lid and put the lid back on and set it back on the floor. He led her back out to the living room and sat her down in the chair to regain her breath. He looked at her and stated, "during the inspection she told you that she kept the litter in a gallon baggie in the canister and would put it in the dumpster twice a week. She didn't dump the used litter down the toilet at all!!! You owe her an apology. From what I've heard she's been this way from the day she has moved in." While he was telling her all this I was getting her a bottle of cold water from the fridge and handed it to the maintenance man to open for her. She thanked us both and had a good long drink. She then looked at me and apologized. She stated that they just came from one of the apartment buildings where the cat owner had flushed the clay litter down the toilet and plugged it up so bad that it was going to cost them about $5,000 to get it working properly again. She remembered my pair of cats (Freya tripped her and the maintenance man last Tuesday) and couldn't wait to double check what I had said. She then stated that the plugged apartment smelled like a giant litter box while mine didn't smell like cat at all. The maintenance man went back to the bathroom and double checked to make sure that the toilet handle was in place, but I heard him laughing at the Supervisors look when she opened the canister and got hit full face with the litter box smell that had been fermenting in the canister.