FSD has appointed himself the doorman of our building. He waits on the steps, in the shadows, and when he sees me approaching he hurriedly unlocks the door.
I'm not sure if he thinks I don't have a key, or if he simply enjoys being helpful. I'm also unsure if he opens the door for everyone or only for me.
Recently I came home and walked in the door just after him, unlocking the door with my own key as I did so. When he saw me enter, he turned and said "Oh! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me, it won't happen again!"
Thursday, August 02, 2007
I forgive you. This time.
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Maybe he's angling for a tip?
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