Watch what you wish for. I woke up this morning fantasizing the weekend had already arrived, and wishing dearly I wouldn't have to go into work so I could could nab an hour or two more of sleep. But while getting ready during my morning routine, I noted a slight and consistent "Ssssss" sound emanating from underneath the rear of our tub. Like anyone from the Garden of Eden could tell you, hearing that "Sssss" sound means trouble: upon inspection, inside the tub housing, I found a hairpin size hole leak, shooting out a small stream of water into the space underneath the flooring! Without any plumbing equipment, I only had some lousy masking tape to wrap around the pipe in a useless attempt to control the spray until the plumber arrives. To his credit, our manager called back immediately after I left a frantic message of tales of biblical floods and certain expensive water damage to his property...best to squawk than squeak when it comes to getting your management's attention as a renter. In the meantime, I'm educating myself about minor water pipe repair here, and just cleaning up the house while I wait for the rescue to arrive.