Two men just appeared outside my window!
I live on the fourth floor!
Ok, so they are painting the window frames. I knew they were painting the window frames. Still, they gave me a bit of a shock. For some reason I hadn’t quite realised the implications, neither had I expected anyone to be working this late.
Luckily I’m decent – or at least decentish. I tend follow Alanis Morrissette’s advice (“I recommend walking around naked in your living room”) quite frequently, as there is not, normally, any chance of anyone looking in on me, but at least I’ve got a top on this evening. Phew. I’m sure they’ve seen it all before, and I’m not the most easily embarrassed person in the world, but I think I would have found it harder to greet them with equanimity and a reasonably steady “Oh, you made me jump” if I’d been sitting at the computer with no clothes on. Not to mention all the stuff they could theoretically have caught me doing (I’ll leave it up to you to imagine – I mean, what sort of stuff do you get up to when no one’s looking?).
Voice in my head: well, it’s obviously Alanis now, isn’t it?