In the two winters that April and I have survived in our teensy apartment, we’ve never had heat. We thought it was from some magical place that our landlord would just control automatically. Wrong, dead wrong. 
Last year, since it was unusually warm, we never suffered from lack of heat in the apartment. Luckily the world is not ending and the cold, snowy winter of the North East is back (sort of).
With the return of the cold came the return of our heat issue. Immediately, I called our super, Jose to come check out the situation. He confirmed in broken English that the heat was on and working perfectly. Fast forward three weeks and Ape-diggity and I are still freezing on the fourth floor, with no improvement in sight. 
As Jose has proven worthless time and time again, it was time to call the big dogs. A call to our realty office lead me to my new best friend Ben, the building manager. Several hours later, he sent a plumber over to check the situation out. Well guess what Jose, I was RIGHT. Yes, victory is glorious because the plumber not only confirmed that it wasn’t working, but is in our apartment fixing it as I type this. 
So the lesson in this situation folks is to never give up when you think you are in the right. And that I’m always right.

In the two winters that April and I have survived in our teensy apartment, we’ve never had heat. We thought it was from some magical place that our landlord would just control automatically. Wrong, dead wrong. 

Last year, since it was unusually warm, we never suffered from lack of heat in the apartment. Luckily the world is not ending and the cold, snowy winter of the North East is back (sort of).

With the return of the cold came the return of our heat issue. Immediately, I called our super, Jose to come check out the situation. He confirmed in broken English that the heat was on and working perfectly. Fast forward three weeks and Ape-diggity and I are still freezing on the fourth floor, with no improvement in sight. 

As Jose has proven worthless time and time again, it was time to call the big dogs. A call to our realty office lead me to my new best friend Ben, the building manager. Several hours later, he sent a plumber over to check the situation out. Well guess what Jose, I was RIGHT. Yes, victory is glorious because the plumber not only confirmed that it wasn’t working, but is in our apartment fixing it as I type this. 

So the lesson in this situation folks is to never give up when you think you are in the right. And that I’m always right.