This just happened, and I must post it before I forget it. This is a telephone conversation with David, just moments after he left my apartment.


(Phone vibrates on the table behind me)

Me: Yeah?

David: Is there any reason why I wouldnt be able to open the door?

Me: What door?

David: The gate.

Me: ...Push.

David: Ohh... it opens that way! Okay, thanks.

Me: (laughing) Late.

David: Late.

posted at 7:25 PM
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