Inspection Day

I'm taking off in a few minutes to go wait for the inspectors to come and see if my apartment is up to code. My greatest fear is they will find nothing wrong, tell me I'm crazy, and leave me to drink myself to sleep every night until June. The second-greatest fear I have is that the inspector pulls down a ceiling panel and a dead rat carcass falls onto my couch and explodes, thus making it completely impossible for me to sleep in my apartment. I also wonder if the inspector comes in in a Hazmat suit. Because that would be pretty damning to my landlord, but would make a totally awesome story for me.

I'll keep you posted, internets.