Moving to another city was the reason for a couple to buy their own place. Due to the limited budget, they chose a modest one-room flat with an area of 34 square metres. The new owners did not like the old interior, so they turned to designers to create a unique and comfortable space.
Entrance hall
The walls in the hallway were levelled and painted with light moisture-resistant paint. The floor was laid with porcelain stoneware under marble. At the entrance there are decorative wooden panels with hooks for clothes. Next to it, a wall-mounted console with a mirror and a turquoise pouffe were installed. A spacious storage cabinet with turquoise doors was placed between the kitchen and the room.
Kitchen
In the kitchen, the floor is also laid with porcelain tiles. A refrigerator is installed at the entrance, and behind it there is a dining area with a round table and a cosy sofa. Behind the sofa is an accent wall with a mural and voluminous panels.
Opposite is a corner kitchen set in green and wooden colours, and the apron is tiled in blue-green.
Room
The living room, located at the entrance to the room, has blue coloured walls and laminate flooring. A storage system with a TV is located to the left of the entrance. Opposite is a large grey sofa and a slatted partition dividing the space into zones.
Behind the partition is a sleeping area with a double bed, a bedside table, a TV and a compact dressing table. On the wall behind the bed, a mural with three-dimensional panels reappeared. A bar counter was installed on the balcony.
Bathroom and WC
For the design of the bathroom and the toilet they chose classic white, black rectangular tiles and tiles with a geometric pattern.
The washing machine is conveniently located opposite the sink.
Arrogant Homeowners Wouldn’t Pay My Plumber Father, They Thought They Outsmarted Him, but He Got the Final Chuckle
An entitled couple learned a hard lesson when they tried to cheat my dad, a hardworking plumber, out of his payment. Here’s how he turned the tables on them. I’m Phoebe, but you can call me Pippi, just like my dad does. My dad, Pete, is a 55-year-old plumber with a rugged look and hands that show years of hard work.
He treats every job like it’s his own home, and his dedication often gets him taken for granted. A few months ago, I visited my dad at his place, where I found him on the patio, enjoying a cigar and laughing heartily. I asked what was so funny, and he began to tell me about the Carlyles, a couple who wanted an extravagant bathroom remodel.
They picked every detail, from the tiles to the toilet paper holder, and at first, it seemed like a dream job. But on the last day, just as my dad finished the grouting, the Carlyles sat on their couch, ready to pull a fast one. Mrs. Carlyle claimed the tiles were wrong, despite having chosen them herself. To my dad’s shock, they only wanted to pay him half of what they owed.
Frustrated but clever, my dad decided to teach them a lesson. Instead of using water in the grout, he mixed it with sugar and honey, packed up his tools, and left with half the payment. He knew the couple wouldn’t notice anything wrong immediately; the grout looked fine when it dried.
Weeks later, Mrs. Carlyle took a shower and found ants crawling along the grout lines. The next day brought cockroaches, and soon enough, all sorts of bugs showed up. My dad had a friend, Johnny, who lived next door and kept him updated on the couple’s pest problems.
The Carlyles tried everything to get rid of the bugs, spending a fortune on pest control, but nothing worked. They even blamed the pest sprays for ruining the grout, not realizing that the sugar residue was the source of their problems.
My dad told me the couple ended up redoing their entire bathroom a year later, but the sugar was still lurking underneath, keeping the bugs coming back. They were clueless, still planning to remodel again.
I couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for them. My dad explained that their actions insulted his work and pride. He needed to protect his reputation in the plumbing business, and if he let them cheat him, others might try to do the same.
The stories continued. Johnny shared how Mrs. Carlyle had a fancy dinner party and screamed when she found a cockroach in the bathroom. Mr. Carlyle attempted to fix the problem himself, only to create a chemical factory smell without solving anything.
Over a year later, the couple was at their wits’ end and even considered selling their house. My dad chuckled, noting that perhaps his revenge lasted longer than intended, but he felt it was a deserved lesson.
As we sat watching the sunset, I couldn’t help but appreciate the cleverness of my dad’s actions. He taught them a lesson they wouldn’t forget, and I laughed at the thought of the Carlyles’ continued struggles. I promised him that if I ever needed plumbing work done, I would pay him in full upfront. It was a fitting reminder that sometimes, karma comes with unexpected consequences.
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