those people, who know where and how i live, propably remember that there is one door from the stairwalk of this house into a small floor followed by another door which leads into our flat. when i stood up today, which was about 1 o'clock (shame on me!), one of the czech girls wanted to go outside, and because the other girl already was somewhere in the city and had taken the key with her, i had to lock the stairwalk-door behind the girl. this happened maybe 15 minutes after i stood up and so i still wore only my boxers and slippers, while locking the door. in this certain moment it became a little bit windy, maybe someone else opened the door in the house, so that the door to my flat closed and excluded me halfnaked. wow. what an amazing feeling, standing like that, nothing but wait. of course i searched all the floor for some keys, but: nada. i asked some neighbours, but they even do not know each other, like in former soviet times. after 30 minutes i was wondering if i would ever enter this goddamn flat again but suddenly ljösha showed up with his keys, and for me, hungry, cold, not-showered-edik he looked more than an angel like a human being.
so what do we learn from this story? don't leave your keys IN your flat, NEVER!
;-)
ed.
the door on the left side locked itself while i was locking the door in the background on the picture...
the door on the left side locked itself while i was locking the door in the background on the picture...
3 comments:
DAMN! I missed the show again!
:D
yayaya!
next time i'll have my mobile with you and call you first for showing up and than ilja for the keys, ok? ;-)
before you call ilja, call me too! You in Boxershorts...funny;-)
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