Interruptions

Aug 02, 2005 22:18

Interruptions - life is full of them. Sometimes they're good; sometimes they're incovenient, buy they keep us on our toes.

8:30 a.m. - I am in a deep, peaceful sleep - excited to catch up on some much-needed rest. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. I stir. (That can't possibly be somebody knocking on my door at this time. It must be maintenance workers next door hammering.) I pull the covers tighter over my head. Wait, is that someone unlocking my door?
I swear, if the sound of someone unlocking your door doesn't get you out of bed, I don't know what does. I yell "JUST A MINUTE" and run to my closet to find some clothes to put on. I open the door to find three men with paint waiting to come into my room. "We need to paint the room," they say.
"Ok, can you give me a little while, please."
"How long?"
"About half an hour"
"Ok, we'll be back at 9"
In half an hour I managed to brush my teeth, get dressed, put on a little bit of make-up, eat breakfast, and clean my room, which consisted of throwing everything in a big pile and covering it with a blanket. So, I let the men in my room at 9. I was very entertained that they were in my room speaking Spanish and I could understand just about everything they were saying. That's always fun. Of course, I got a little paranoid when all 3 men were in the bathroom laughing - we'll come back to that later.

12:30. I have 20 minutes to get ready for class. I decide it's time to put some clothes on (since I prance around my room VERY scantily clad while alone). Before I can get into my closet, there's a knock on the door immediately followed by it being unlocked once again. GIVE ME A MINUTE, I yell. I throw on sweats and a sweater (I looked like I was ready for a snow storm) and answer the door. I'm "greeted" by a housing STAFF member who wants to come to inspect my room. Everything is fine, I tell them. "No complaints?" he asks. "No."(except that random people have keys to my room - I want to say). They leave and get dressed in some appropriate clothes for 100 degree weather.

7:30. I have decided to take an early shower. As I step out and grab a towel there is a . . .yeh, you guessed it - knock on the door. I wrap the towel around myself and run to the door and check the peephole. There are 2 guys and a girl who I've never seen before standing in the hall. "Can you wait just a minute?" I ask through the door. They say yeah. I run back to my closet and put on the same winter outfit as earlier and wrap my wet hair in the towel. Trust me - I looked beautiful. I answer the door and one of the guys says, "Hi, I just found out that I'll be living in this room in the fall. I just wnated to take a look around." I guess I managed to give a smile (as opposed to the look of death that I wanted to give him). I let him in, half-ass apologized for having my room such a mess, and told him that the space is great. He and his annoying friends left and I dead-bolted the door. Since then, no interruptions. Thank God.

I think interruptions serve the purpose of teaching us lessons. Let me share the lessons I've learned today.

(1) Be sure to wear something to bed in case there in an unexpected visitor when you wake up in the morning.

(2) Don't sign a housing contract that says people are allowed access to your room whenver they please.

(3) It's o.k. to tell people "no" sometimes.

(4) Keep your apartment clean - just in case

the most important lesson I've learned today:

(5) Don't leave your bikini razor out on the bathroom counter when random men are coming to paint. Three men will leave knowing A LOT more about you than they should.

I could look back on my day and think that nothing went right. I choose, however, to laugh. The unexpected is funny - maybe not in the moment but it's funny. If I wanted to make these things up, I couldn't have. Life happens and it goes on, so just enjoy it.
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