Saturday, October 31, 2009

Oops.

I live in apartment 35.

Last night I paid an accidental visit to apartment 45. I might have fiddled with the lock for a good 30 seconds, trying to open the door and get inside, only to wonder why my key did not work.

And it's possible that I may have done the exact same thing to apartment 25 a few weeks ago. And just never told anyone about it. Because I thought, "Wow that was really stupid. I must be in outer space today. More than usual. But I'll never do that again."

Sooo... does it count if I did it again, but to the floor above me this time??

If the residents of #25 and #45 are reading this, I'm really sorry if you thought you were being robbed. My bad. I blame it on whoever decided to make every floor in this building look exactly the same.

In other news, I love Michael Scott. Sometimes he just speaks to my soul. Like here:

"Quarterly reports are just unreadable. They're just numbers and boring and bleh. So what I was thinking is that maybe we should have some sort of graphic... like if we have a bad quarter, put in a storm cloud... and when we have a good quarter, fireworks. Or a race car. Now it doesn't have to be a race car... you can just use your imagination."

I pretty much just want to work at Dunder Mifflin Scranton.

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