When I parked my truck outside the boiler room, I saw a thick plume of steam chugging from a pipe on the outside wall. Right away, my spidey sense started to tingle.
The maintenance director met me at the door, and we walked in. I was there to give him a price to replace the steam boiler. While walking through the boiler room, I noticed the black condensate pipe freckled with squares of red rubber gasket material held in place with hose clamps; an inexpensive way to fix a pipe leak.