When I lived in Georgia, I had family all around. We didn't really have a knocking policy and we would often just walk into eachother's houses. As a newlywed, it was a difficult adjustment, but I managed. And once I moved to California, I felt I could now have the freedom to do my laundry in my underwear without ever having to worry.Today, fully clothed, I decided it was time once again to tackle some laundry. I had just put the baby to bed and started sorting. As I looked down, I saw 2 huge stains on the pants I was wearing, so I slipped them off and threw them in the wash.
Not 15 minutes later, as I was folding on the couch, a man opened my door and walked all the way into my living room when he finally "discovered" that this was NOT the apartment for rent. Terribly embarrassed that I had been invaded in my underwear, all I could get out was "EXCUSE ME!!". He apologized and then promptly left. Now I know what you're thinking- lock your door already. And you would think I would have learned my lesson since not 2 weeks ago our car was broken into because we forgot to lock the car doors. But, sadly, it took me being pantless for me to realize that I should ALWAYS check to see if the door is locked.
I guess it could have been worse.... I could have also found a stain on my shirt.
4 comments:
That is stinkin hilarious. Imagine what that man said to his wife when he came home from work. What the heck!
These things only happen to you! :)
Oh yeah. That's nice. Can't even go around pantless in this country anymore without being walked in on!
I laughed so hard reading that Erin. I would've loved to see the look on your face when the guy just came walking into your house. But yeah, good thing you had your shirt on... he would not have been so lucky walking into my house on laundry day. :)
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