tastybun

Last night I found myself downstairs, out in the carpark for my building. Naked. No idea how I got there, now idea what time it was, no idea how to get back inside because all the doors lock closed. First things first, I tore apart a phone book I found and used it to provide some modesty. As I pondered options – walk to a friend’s place and attempt to wake him, attempt to break in, wait outside a door and hope someone leaves – I wandered about the place and found that someone had left their washing up on the line. Grateful for the opportunity I borrow some shorts and retired the phonebook. There was also a first floor window open so I decided to climb up and consider the possibility of wandering through someone else’s place to get back inside. Unfortunately there were two people and a small dog sleeping just inside the window, so I quickly abandoned that idea. I decided that I’d have a go at forcing the somewhat dodgy front door.. but it turns out it’s not as dodgy as I had hoped. Luckily just as I gave up on that, someone left so I got back in. Also nice is that my apartment’s door won’t close without the keys, so I could get back in, get changed and return the shorts I had borrowed. Turns out it was about 4:30am at that point. All in all, it was a disconcerting experience.. not one I wish to repeat any time soon.

No stars.