So, our old crusty AC just couldn't cool the house, and I have been complaining for months. While I was back in the states, the housing maintenance people called and said they were going to replace it. I thought that this replacement was well overdue. When I got home from the trip, the same AC was sitting outside.
Hhhmmm. I called the housing maintenance people, and they stated that they had had the wrong address.
Well, these circa 1952 concrete bungalows have an exterior closet that the ducts from the AC unit to the house pass through. They've had a problem with shrews/rats nesting in these duct closets, so they have been demolishing these closets and replacing the ducts with the type that are suitable to be exposed to the elements.
Here in Guam a couple of weeks ago, we were under a tropical storm warning with typhoon melor approaching. On a Friday afternoon, the housing maintenance people start demolishing this concrete closet attached to my house, and oh by the way tropical storm force winds were supposed to hit us around midday Saturday. When I came home from work on Friday, there were small pieces of concrete everywhere. I know that these pieces can fly and create damage in a high wind event (I did do hurricane research in college). In addition to the concrete mess, the ducts that were suitable for an interior environment were totally exposed to the elements, AND the ducts had been damaged during the closet demolition. Since the ducts were damaged, there were holes in a couple of spots and the seal where the ducts enter the house was broken. The air return duct is at slab level, meaning that it wasn't above the concrete outside. We were supposed to get a ton of rain, and I knew that water could get in the house if we got enough rain. I called the housing maintenance people and complained that they couldn't leave it like this with a typhoon approaching. They assured me that they would send someone right out.
The AC repair guy gets to my house and confidently states that "It is sealed up right tight. No water will get in your house ma'am, and this is perfectly fine for tropical storm conditions. We'll get it fixed up first thing next week" Whatever. Once again, these people are treating me like an idiot. I took everything out of the bottom of the linen closet (where the return duct is), and I put a bunch of towels down. First thing Saturday morning, I noticed sun coming into the linen closet from the duct area...sealed up right tight my a$$! (I know I don't usually use foul language on my blog, but I am now thirty: a full fledged adult. And, I felt like the situation warranted it.) Luckily, the typhoon turned north and we only got some small storms. No water got into the house, but I am sure plenty of water was in the exterior ducts. The housing maintenance people did not return to fix/finish the project until the following Friday. Classic.

a rusted out area of the duct

chunks of concrete between the ducts, oh yeah and a beautiful fern growing out of the duct

the interior style ducts exposed for a full week

more concrete

another hole in the exterior duct