It's about freaking time!

Ever since we moved into our apartment we've been asking the super to do some fixing up.
None of it should have been a big deal, but none of it got done unless it was ABSOLUTELY necessary(like fixing the toilet or shower). Every time we asked we'd get told "it's not in the budget" and it would be avoided.

Well, a few weeks ago we got fed up and called the Housing Tribunal. They suggested that I contact the City Property Standards Officer. He came by on Wednesday and looked around. He took some note and told us he'd make a few call and be back in about 3 weeks.

Thursday the super came by asking what stuff needed to get done because the landlord called him with a list of things that had to be done by Sunday.

Friday the wife and I cleaned out the entryway area. So our kitchen is a fucking disaster. We have shit sitting outside and we now have no spes in place to GET IN OR OUT of the apartment. The super Pulled them off the wall, yanked up the crappy linoleum flooring and layed down a layer of thin cement over half the floor.
Later today I'll have to help move the stairs so he can lay the rest of the cement, and hopefully tonight put the new flooring in.

Damn. I know I wanted the repairs done, but being "trapped" inside wasn't part of the deal! At least people won't be killing themselves by tripping the the holes in the floor...