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Thursday, August 18, 2005

Me and the Maintenance Guy

I woke up this morning to a knock on the door. I usually sleep just in my boxers, so I threw on a t-shirt and stumbled through the living room.


I opened the door. The maintenance guy told me he needed to make a list of things he needed from the hardware store to fix up the rest of my apartment. Then his eyes bugged out a little and it became clear that he was making an effort to keep his eyes on my face.

I let him in, and when I shut the door I realized the source of his nervousness. I was creating a tent that would not be inadequate for a small troop of boy scouts.