This morning as I get going to work I leave the front door of my apartment and lo and behold: there is a girl passed out in my hallway. This is exceedingly unusual because ours is a secure building that you either need a passcard to open the door to get into the hallways or someone has to buzz you in. The lobby of the building is open to anyone who passes by, but that’s it. She also appeared to be topless(!). Morbid as I am my first thought was “Please don’t be a dead body. I have to get to work on time today.”
Wrong on most counts. She was wearing a backless sundress, so she only looked topless while laying on her stomach. Also, gladly, not dead. She opened one bleary eye at me as I walked past her. Score one for the living. She was also resting her head on a few single pages of what looked like a USA Today.
My girlfriend just called as she leaves much later for work than I do, and apparently she’s still there.
I guess some people have way more fun on Monday nights than I do.