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selkie at 05:55pm on 12/12/2006
selkie at 05:55pm on 12/12/2006...I took the elevator down to the lobby with my laundry so that I could put money on the laundry card. All's well, right?
Somehow I got off on the floor below mine. Put my laundry in the washer on the floor below mine. Walked back to the analogous apartment on the floor below mine. Wondered when all that plaster dust had gotten on the hall carpet outside the door. Wondered when the next-door neighboors, who are Baha'i as far as I know, had put up a wreath and ornament clings on the door. Tried the door, which wouldn't fit my key, but that was okay, because it was unlocked.
And then checked the number on the door.
Thank heaven it was an empty apartment under construction.
Somehow I got off on the floor below mine. Put my laundry in the washer on the floor below mine. Walked back to the analogous apartment on the floor below mine. Wondered when all that plaster dust had gotten on the hall carpet outside the door. Wondered when the next-door neighboors, who are Baha'i as far as I know, had put up a wreath and ornament clings on the door. Tried the door, which wouldn't fit my key, but that was okay, because it was unlocked.
And then checked the number on the door.
Thank heaven it was an empty apartment under construction.
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It's happened to me too, incidentally, when I was a lot younger, only my downstairs neighbour's daughter (who was my age at the time: pre-teen) was just trying on new clothes and I BARGED into their flat as she was standing there in her underwear with a brand new pair of pants in her hand.
I fled so fast I didn't even think to apologise.
Ahahahahahaha.