Draw the blinds…

She was having a great time at the pool side. She had the barbeque ready and her friends were splashing about in the water. The spread of choice meats was looking good, the drinks were over flowing and the chips and guacamole were disappearing at a good speed. There were other residents in the pool as well and everyone was having a good time. The Labor Day BBQ event was turning out to be a success. Her Retriever mutt, Jack was snoozing in the apartment after his hearty breakfast. She was feeling good about her life. Specially about the fact that she was on her own, no roomies. She could cook whatever, live however and that she could walk around in the buff at home whenever she wanted!

The older gentleman that she saw almost every other weekend when her buddies would join her at the pool was there too. He was the resident Uncle McOldie. He had just struck up a conversation about Steelers, Rams, Orioles and which QuarterBack was going to rule this NFL season with her bud. She had realized by now that he knew pretty much everyone at the apartments. 

He started to talk to her. He asked her generally which wing she was in. And then he guessed it himself and told her that he knew she had a dog. She wasn’t quite prepared for what came next.

“Oh yes, I look into your apartment every night.”

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PS: True story. I was at the party, but it’s not me. But lessons have been learnt. *Rolling eyes*

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10 thoughts on “Draw the blinds…

  1. Oh my God! That is so creepy..! Haha.. I’d have totally freaked out and gone on to over analyse all that I had been doing in my apartment, especially all that I had been wearing, or rather, not wearing. Poor girl. I hope she isn’t an over thinker.

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    • It was! Heather’s all cool like that so she laughed it off after a bit when the shock wore off. But said she is going to be more careful. She was like, I walk around in no clothes, joke’s on him that he has to watch that. Lol.
      I have a window facing a parking zone and I once had a realization that I should close the bathroom door while standing there. Sheesh.

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