jfc

[lyssie]

note to self: on the one hand, LOCK THE BLOODY DOOR before, like, two from now on. Or rather, check that it's locked.

On the other hand, watching St. Trinian's was a good reason to be up, so at least you were.

(so this very toasted dude wandered into the apartment. He was v. confused as to where he was, but docile and went right back out the door when I firmly walked him down the hallway of doom--it probably helps that even in my slippers I was still as tall as he was)

Yes, the door is now locked. (I am, however, now shaky and twitchy and MY GOD, DUDE, don't go wandering after a party)

Comments

[alryssa.livejournal.com]

Ye gods. DO NOT WANT D:

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

yeah. I don't think anything would have happened, but still! or, y'know, waking up to some dude sleeping on the couch!

[alryssa.livejournal.com]

Or in the bathroom. >.<

[lilacsigil.livejournal.com]

Ah! I'm glad everything is okay.

[sabaceanbabe.livejournal.com]

*meep*

[drake57.livejournal.com]

Yikes, i'm paranoid about locking doors (had a guy sleep on top of my house once, he thought it was a radio station).
Glad you're safe!

[alryssa.livejournal.com]

On TOP of... what is this I don't even

[drake57.livejournal.com]

House has a flat roof, had a CB radio tower on the side, guy was running from the cops and climbed the tower to the roof. He was caught in the morning.

[alryssa.livejournal.com]

*facepalm*

[ladielazarus.livejournal.com]

Weird. Glad all is fine.

[frolicndetour.livejournal.com]

ICON!

And OMG. *hugs* Good for you for not panicking though.

Someday I'll tell you the story of the time I left the door unlocked for my roommate and woke up to a naked man tickling my feet. (He had the wrong room. And the wrong feet.) Yeah! I locked the door after that too. :)

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

It demanded to be made. I made this one, too. =D

oooh. Wow. that's. Dude, there's being in the wrong room and BEING IN THE WRONG ROOM NAKED... O.o

[frolicndetour.livejournal.com]

Ahaha, that's even better.

In all fairness, he'd just gotten out of the shower, and he did have a tiny towel wrapped 'round. The funny thing was that I didn't even get scared until he'd already run out of the room after I sat up and yelled "hey!" or something equally eloquent. At first I was just grouchy at having been woken up so early on a weekend. :D

[greycoupon.livejournal.com]

This was in a dorm....right?

Was the fellow on something? Umm. I would have lost it.

[frolicndetour.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I was staying at a university in Scotland over the summer. The guy didn't seem to be on anything; he was just somebody's one-night stand, so not familiar with the layout I guess. He seemed more scared of me than I was of him. (Though I did get really freaked out for a while after he left.)

The funny thing was, I later found out that the girl who brought him home was this incredibly passive-aggressive chick who used to leave bitchy pink post-it notes for people over the tiniest of infractions. The day before I'd gotten one because I'd accidently left my teeny tiny travel shampoo in the shower for three hours. I really, really wanted to go buy some pink post-it notes at leave her an similarly-worded "please keep your possessions where they belong" note, but I rose above. ;)

[greycoupon.livejournal.com]

Umm, wow. I would have maced him. If I had mace. You still live by college kids, right?

I am reminded of the story of the CEO of some dotcom who found some guy who wandered in and passed out on his couch. Rather then call the cops he decided to tweet and webcam it.