abs ridic
I was in my room when the door to the apartment opened. standing there was what appeared to be a middle-aged man and a woman, probably his wife. he said hello, I replied hi. he then closed the door laughing nervously and saying to his companion, this is not it.
in a strange way, this event gave me some hope. I now realize everyone has experiences where they feel awkwardly uncomfortable. at the same time, I think I would have apologized for walking into a stranger's apartment. but hey, whatevs.
by the way, arbitrary is the new ridiculous.
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Hello. I was the middle-aged gentleman who "mistakenly" entered your room. You may notice that the word "mistakenly" is in quotes. This is because our brief encounter was no accident. You see, I have been searching around Ann Arbor for a small pink canine, and I could have sworn I saw it enter Forest Place last night around midnight. All I could do was search every room. To me, that dog stands for everything good in the world: confortable clothes for women between the ages of 18 and 22; sexy loungewear appropriate for sleep or for class; a chance to win a polka dot scooter; and of course the color pink. Before I conclude this note, please allow me to apologize for not apolizing at the time. This obviously crossed my mind, as I am middle-aged and think about these things, but let's get serious: apologizing after every room on my search would have wasted time, time that I could not afford to waste. Anyway, I must be going: my middle-aged wife is cooking a vegan feast! And by feast I mean morningstar farms mini corndogs. And by that I mean...
*apologizing
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