Maybe it’s my fault for walking my dog at 11:30 p.m. Maybe it’s my fault for looking in the apartment complex’s shared laundry room to see why someone turned out the lights.
Oh, sorry sir. Did I wake you?
OK, I don’t think you’re supposed to be sleeping in here. It’s probably not good for your back. I mean, there’s really not even a whole heck of a lot of room to stand in here. I can’t imagine how cramped your legs are going to feel tomorrow.Read More