MonorailMan
<font color=red>Relatively Cheap Date, Dewars Alw
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Gather 'round, y'all, and I'll tell you a tale....
The past few days have been sunny, gorgeous and in the low 80's here in COWlumbus. However, my roomie refuses to turn the A/C on, and will probably refuse to do so until early June. (I can't argue with him since he's paid the electric bill for the past couple months due to my current financial situation.) What he's not taking into consideration is that the windows in my room/office DO NOT OPEN, and since this room was built as an addition to our loverly rented 1930's home there isn't a floor above me, or apparently much insulation for that matter. Yesterday it got up to 94 degrees in here, and stayed that way until about 1am, which is when it went down to about 88. The front of the house, where his area is, gets a nice cross breeze with the windows open. Keep this information in mind as I segue to the next paragraph.
Since it's been so hot in here, and since I don't deal well with heat, I've become total white trash and have been parusing around in nothing but my underwear and socks. (The roomie and I used to date, so there's not much he hasn't seen.) At any rate.....yesterday I walked out into the kitchen and heard my roomie talking with whom I thought was someone on his cell phone. I walk out into the dining room, where he was sitting there having a conversation....IN PERSON....with our landlord.
I didn't want to look like an idiot and run back into my bedroom, so I just stood there for a few seconds, took the moment in, and began to apologize to the landlord as I turned around and headed back to my room. The landlord, who is gay, said, "No! No......it's alright." And he just smiled, while my roomie, whom I couldn't see from my position, mumbled in a very judgmental tone, "Is he in his underwear?" The landlord, smiled and said "Yeah."
I went back, changed into some clothes, and headed back out after taking a few deep breaths. I had a beer with them, which released the tension a bit.
I'd like to take this opportunity to thank alcohol for making life's awkward moments much more tolerable.

The past few days have been sunny, gorgeous and in the low 80's here in COWlumbus. However, my roomie refuses to turn the A/C on, and will probably refuse to do so until early June. (I can't argue with him since he's paid the electric bill for the past couple months due to my current financial situation.) What he's not taking into consideration is that the windows in my room/office DO NOT OPEN, and since this room was built as an addition to our loverly rented 1930's home there isn't a floor above me, or apparently much insulation for that matter. Yesterday it got up to 94 degrees in here, and stayed that way until about 1am, which is when it went down to about 88. The front of the house, where his area is, gets a nice cross breeze with the windows open. Keep this information in mind as I segue to the next paragraph.
Since it's been so hot in here, and since I don't deal well with heat, I've become total white trash and have been parusing around in nothing but my underwear and socks. (The roomie and I used to date, so there's not much he hasn't seen.) At any rate.....yesterday I walked out into the kitchen and heard my roomie talking with whom I thought was someone on his cell phone. I walk out into the dining room, where he was sitting there having a conversation....IN PERSON....with our landlord.

I went back, changed into some clothes, and headed back out after taking a few deep breaths. I had a beer with them, which released the tension a bit.
I'd like to take this opportunity to thank alcohol for making life's awkward moments much more tolerable.
