Scary
It's amazing the things you find yourself doing when you live alone. I came home this afternoon after spending the night at my sister's and found my front door wide OPEN! My heart started pounding at the thought that my door had been open all night and all the things that come with that. I bravely walked up the stairs and set foot into my apartment calling out "hello?" (like the person robbing my place would respond). No answer. I then scoped out the scene. Laptop? Check. T.V.? Check. Bicycle? Check. Phew. All my belongings were in place. No robber in sight. I hate my stupid door. From now on I'm locking the deadbolt before I leave as to not entice anymore accidental door openings.
Maybe I was dumb for going in the apartment alone. But the truth is, nothing in my apartment is worth anything. I guess that's the beauty of being poor, or poor enough that I don't own anything expensive.
The scariest thing that probably came in last night was some extra spiders. Eeew.
Maybe I was dumb for going in the apartment alone. But the truth is, nothing in my apartment is worth anything. I guess that's the beauty of being poor, or poor enough that I don't own anything expensive.
The scariest thing that probably came in last night was some extra spiders. Eeew.
posted by AJ at 9:02 PM
1 Comments:
On the surface, yeah, you probably shouldn't have gone in. But you trusted your instincts and instincts are generally reliable. I'm glad it worked out. That said, you really should always lock the bolt no matter where you live!
- Zwerver (i can't get logged in to note for some reason.)
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