i have a cut from trying to retrieve my keys through an open window but let's start from the beginning.
i managed to burn my mud cake because i left it in the microwave too long so i decided to make another one that was actually palatable. i opened my window to let out the burnt smell and went out to microwave another serving and the wind merrily blew my door shut. because most doors in europe lock automatically, i was stranded in the kitchen with no handphone to call the people to unlock my door for a nominal fee of 25 euros.
since i had free access to the kitchen i koped a spatula then i stuck a beer can to jam the door to the common corridor open and i went about operation: get my frigging keys back. so out i went into the cold in my shirt, shorts and flip flops. in my haste i cut my foot against some brick outside my window, i hope my cut heals fine.
thankfully, (a) i could ram my window wide open, (b) i live on the first floor and (c) my keys were on my table and not in the pockets of my jeans. from now onwards i am always taking my keys out with me even if i am just going to the kitchen for water.
our day will come.
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