Jan 28, 2009 10:47
So I wake up this morning to the sound of bowls clanking in the kitchen. Thinking that it's my sister on her way to work, I manage to pry myself out of bed to demand the rent check so I can send it in today (I wish she'd learn how check-cashing and post-dating WORKS so I wouldn't have to keep after her like I do).
And I'm REALLY glad I doubled back to put my robe on before waltzing out into the kitchen, because I rounded the corner and suddenly found myself face to face with my landlady, who let herself in to fix my dishwasher & garbage disposal. O_o Apparently she knocked and, upon receiving no answer, let herself in (I believe it; knocking never wakes me up).
It was an odd experience. I'm standing there - hair all messed up, talking in my "old-lady-in-Vegas" croaky morning voice, no glasses on, only wearing a robe - and my landlady's going "Good morning! Didn't know anyone was home" with her arm halfway down my sink drain looking for all her life like she lost her watch in some sort of cavernous rubber-edged vagina dentata.
I'm going back to bed -_-
wtf am i doing,
household