I smell smoke, and it isn't Bar-be-cue

As some of you may know, we have had a recent outbreak of fires at our apartment complex. Considering there are about 32 buildings with approximately 500 apartments, we were in no immediate danger. One day as I was heading out to work, I saw a fire truck
 leaving the complex as well.

Huh, that's curious.

A few days later I was talking to a girl at work who was talking about the fires at Copper Pointe. Say what?? I live there! I then put 2 and 2 together...

About a week or so goes by and I am home alone while Shawna is working. All of a sudden I smell smoke, I swear of it. The thought ran through my head that it could be another fire and I should probably go check it out. But dangit, it was like 2 am and I was tired.

The next day I went to do laundry and the dang dryer cord was cut. I'm talking head of the plug was snipped off with a giant pair of scissors and left dangling there for me to 'find' with my bare foot. I guess the fire marshall ordered all the dryer cords to be replaced because this was thought to be the culprit. Guess they wanted to make sure no one inadvertantly used their dryer before the problem could be fixed. Unfortunately, they were unable to warn us so they made their pay dryers free to tennants during this whole ordeal.

They still haven't replaced the dryer plug. Dang, this is an inconvenience!