Today I forgot my keys at home. I realized that the minute I closed the door. Ohhh, I felt I had a new record for being stupid!
A second later, I was in the street looking for a telephone booth to call my mother (of course, my cell was with my keys on the kitchen table, grrrr), as she has a spare key to my place. My porter was nowhere to be seen, and the security guard didn't know what to do in these (insert adjective similar to stupid here) cases.
Ten minutes later, my porter was available, and he managed to force open the door to let me in, a wonderful moment after explaining my mother the reason why I was waking her up so early in the morning.
Isnt' it a great thing to live alone and have no one to blame for my own stupidity?
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