Risk averse
I really thought I had a better landlord this time round, after having three of the most useless property managers you could ever come across at my old house. But apparently not.
In this country landlords legally have to provide working smoke detectors but there were none when I moved in. I requested that they be installed - specifically one in the living area and one in each bedroom - about a month ago. It took a follow up phone call and a couple of days for him to get back to me after that to say he would install them. Then nothing for a week, so I followed up again and also asked for a second key. He came around on Friday, and when I got home I looked at all the ceilings. No smoke alarms, but the key was left on the bench. Then just now I noticed an alarm on the wall above a door way. .
WRONG. They are supposed to go on the ceiling, if you put them on the walls you have to wait for enough smoke to rise to fill the ceiling space to the level that the detector is at. So excuse me for being risk averse, but I live alone in a house where there is only one exit, I want at least three alarms (the fire service would probably recommend four), and I want them installed on the roof. Now I have to email again and tell him to do it again and do it RIGHT.
I also tested to make sure it was working, and the one ear splitting beep that emitted caused the battery to go flat, which means I have to take it down to stop it beeping every 2 minutes until I buy a new battery. So now I’m back to square one. Great.
So freaking annoying. If I had the tools to do it myself I would buy them and install them properly and wouldn’t give a crap about leaving holes in the roof when I removed them after I left, but I don’t have any way of drilling holes. Perhaps a power drill should be on my list to Santa this year!
