When Jankiness Closes a Door, it Opens a Window.

Our landlord, Zorba the Greek, showed up this evening wielding a screwdriver and a plunger with a snow shovel handle jerry-rigged to the top of it.  (Props for ingenuity.)

He was here to figure out what the heck was wrong with the window at the top of our stairs, which awhile back decided to stop doing what windows are supposed to do.  You know, close... open... keep cold air in the outdoors... you pick! 

So he takes a look at the window and declares "you girls must have broken it by trying to open it."

...Say WHAT?

Props for ingenuity again, Zorba... but I think that this is in fact a case of APARTMENT JANKINESS!

To all you low-renters out there... keep your spirits up and your rodent traps out.  This is Mona Also, signing off.