A quick story:
So I walked into my apartment last night after another long day at work – iPod headphones on, music blasting (couldn’t hear a thing) – completely oblivious to the world. I unlocked the door, walked into my apartment, turned the lights on, and spotted my cat lying in the middle of the kitchen.
“Hey babe,” I said (out loud – shut up, don’t judge me).
“How was your day?” (Also out loud.)
“Mine was neverending. Mommy’s tired!” (I said SHUT UP.)
So, there I was talking to my cat (a not unusual occurrence), while I went about my ‘just got home’ routine. This included: Dropping my purse on the kitchen table, bending over and scratching my kitty’s tummy, opening my refrigerator and grabbing a bottle of water, and beginning to undress to change into something more comfortable.
Keep in mind my headphones were still on up until I pulled my sweater over my head (which was the first piece of clothing that I removed). Are you with me so far? Okay.
Anyway, there I was walking through my kitchen – headphones dangling to the floor since my iPod was still in my pocket, pants and shoes still on, sweater balled up in my hand, and a bra serving as my only covering from the hips on up.
That is how I walked into my bedroom.
And THAT is how I looked when I came face to face with my super.
How would I describe both of our faces? Deer caught in headlights seems like an accurate description. It was…awkward (to say the least).
Long story short – I quickly covered myself (as best I could) with my balled up sweater and learned that the apartment above mine had a pipe burst in the bathroom. My super came by to see if any water had leaked down into my bathroom. And he had been inspecting said bathroom when I came home from work (oblivious to the world). Needless to say, I surprised him (and myself). Thanks to a) my headphones, and b) my general cluelessness, I didn’t realize I wasn’t alone until it was too late.
P.S. It’s a good thing I was wearing a normal bra and not one of my lacy, see-through numbers.
P.P.S. Looks like things are going to be a little awkward between me and the super for a while.
P.P.P.S. I’m a freaking idiot.