(I’m an on-site manager for an apartment complex. There is knocking on the door at 2 am.)

Me: *answering the door in my pajamas* “What’s going on, Miss [Tenant]? Is there an emergency?”

Tenant: “You need to come quickly! There is water dripping everywhere!”

Me: “Did you call the emergency pager?”

Tenant: “No! I couldn’t remember the number and you were closer! You have to come!”

(When I get to her apartment, I don’t see any water on the floor in the kitchen or bathroom.)

Me: “Ma’am, where is the leak? I’m not seeing one.”

Tenant: “The sink! There is water dripping all over!”

(I walk over and see the faucet dripping a tiny bit.)

Me: “Is this what you were talking about?”

Tenant: “Yes!”

Me: “You got me out of bed for your faucet dripping a tiny bit? Did you try twisting the knobs more?”

Tenant: “I couldn’t get it to stop and it was keeping me awake!”

(Turns the knob easily, stopping the drip.)

Me: “This not considered an emergency. This could have easily waited until at least the morning, if not Monday, when the office is open.”

Tenant: “Well, if I couldn’t get any sleep, you shouldn’t either!”