Wednesday, May 27, 2009
A Small Mistake
Memorial Day. Following our usual tradition, the Professor drove to Louisville and I flew. We saw some friends in Louisville, drove up to the Indy 500, and back to Louisville. My flight home was early Monday morning. I went down to breakfast and let the Professor sleep in.
When I got back to the room, my key didn't work. Oh great, maybe they already cancelled it. Or maybe I had it next to my cell phone. Well, I'll swipe it again. Still no luck. Start knocking on the door. "Prof? Let me in!" Swipe. Knock. Call. Swipe. Knock. Call.
Finally, I hear a voice: "Just a minute." One small problem: it's not the Professor's voice. Now I look at the number on the door and realize I'm on the wrong floor.
I moved so fast down that hallway that I probably left flames in my wake. I heard the door open just as I turned the corner.
I didn't do it. He can't prove it. And, anyway, no one saw me.
When I got back to the room, my key didn't work. Oh great, maybe they already cancelled it. Or maybe I had it next to my cell phone. Well, I'll swipe it again. Still no luck. Start knocking on the door. "Prof? Let me in!" Swipe. Knock. Call. Swipe. Knock. Call.
Finally, I hear a voice: "Just a minute." One small problem: it's not the Professor's voice. Now I look at the number on the door and realize I'm on the wrong floor.
I moved so fast down that hallway that I probably left flames in my wake. I heard the door open just as I turned the corner.
I didn't do it. He can't prove it. And, anyway, no one saw me.
3 Comments:
Really MM!! Knock knock zoom zoom at your age! Too funny. I can only imagine what that guy thought !
hey, don't they have cameras on those floors, if they did, i bet the security guard had a good laugh watching!
OH That is just too funny! I would so do something like that!
Oh and thank you so much for your comment...it gave me a lot of food for thought.
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