Remember that huge crack in my living room ceiling that I complained about over a month ago? Yeah, when Stan came to check on the leak (which turned out to be a different upstairs neighbor's shower) and I asked about what was happening to the crack, he said, "Oh, right, Wendy said I should check that out." By the time he comes back Monday with a ladder, Wendy will have gotten an earful from me about all of this, especially now that I have two ceiling spots that need fixing.