Hi amamamama
Loved the story.. So you like men in uniform huh..??
Well this story happened to me when I was living in my apartment a few years ago….
Early one Saturday morning, when I was still asleep, there was a ring at the door. Just a woman doing a sales call. I wasn’t interested, said no thank you and shut the door. Not even a minuet later another ring. It was a girl from downstairs who had just gone outside to get the milk, dressed only in her dressing gown and the door had closed behind her, locking her out of her flat. Oh Sh*t. ……
She was a bit upset and asked if she could borrow my phone to make a call to her family who had the spare key. I think that they were about an hours drive away. At this point I was thinking to myself that she was wanting to come in my flat, but being a bloke, and also the fact that I lived in a studio flat and my bed was not made, the place was a bit of a mess. So I was not too keen for her to come in. So I said that she could borrow the phone, I closed the door on her, and got my phone which was a cordless, and gave it to her in the hall and then shut the door again. My thought at the time was to try to make the place as respectable as I could in just the few seconds I had. But I just left this poor girl out on the landing, feeling rather exposed I am sure. But the funny thing was the woman that had called on my door to start with was just across the hall and was watching all of this go on, and the look that she gave me when I closed the door the second time, as if to say "you aren’t going to leave this poor undressed girl out here are you, you heartless bastard"….Ouch…She was right to look at me in that way as well. Can’t believe I left this poor girl out there just because of my vanity….
To finish the story, and make myself look a little bit better, after she made the call she knocked on the door again and thanked me for the use of the phone. But I had been thinking in the mean time and I wondered if she had left a window open. I did a job then that I needed ladders for. So she said that she had left a window open, and so I went and got into her flat and all was well…..Phew…. She was very relieved. I felt a little better as well…the hero….
But here is the punch line. When I went through her flat to open the door, I noticed that her flat was 5 times more untidy than mine…..tut…
Anyway, a few days later and there was a ring at the door and she popped a bottle of very expensive whisky in my hands as a thank you. So it pays to be a heartless bastard sometimes…..
PS Love your new avatar BTW.....Very tasteful....
