Ever had one of those days where everything seems to be going right and then it just goes down hill? Last Wednesday was National Margarita Day, or my favorite holiday of the year. I was so excited to celebrate that night. So as I'm finishing up work someone who has become quite an annoyance called me- work phone and personal phone until I picked up and then I was so pissed off by the end of the conversation I needed a second workout. So I went to the gym and ran for an hour. At the end of the hour I felt slightly disoriented and probably should have sat down for a bit but jumped in the elevator anyways and hit my floor number. You have to understand- no one ever gets on the elevator when I am on it, I get on and get off on my floor. So when the elevator stopped and I was furiously texting my best friend I paid no attention to what floor I was on and got off, still not paying attention and opened my door. Only was it then that I realized my mistake- this wasn't my condo. I got off on the floor above mine when someone else wanted to get in and walked into the condo that is exactly like mine just one floor up. So that led to the awkward conversation as to what I was doing in this guys apartment- obviously having startled him. (Who leaves their door unlocked anyways?!?). So I try to explain the situation, now I sound like a complete crazy person and duck out and make it home.
And no- my margarita wasn't even enjoyable that night. I'll have to make up for that next weekend!
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