As I was typing that last post, the gas guys were there saying they still couldn't hook up the gas because the meter had never been used. Brent said, well, that's why you're here, to HOOK IT UP. They reused. He wasn't sure if they were trying to make more money or if they really couldn't do it or what, but he'd had it. I don't blame him. He's been the one waiting around the apartment for gas people who show up at 1:00 pm after they'd said they would be there "first thing in the morning."
So, they left. Still no gas.
The owners came by later, just before I got home, to apologize and say they'd bring us an electric stove the next day.
Which they did. The cabinets, fixed to accommodate the gas we'll never use, got put back in. The flat-top electric range has been installed.
We are, just in time to pay our second month's rent, cooking. To celebrate, Brent brought home Vietnamese take-out.
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