Friday, December 12, 2008

Heating Things Up

Yesterday may have been one of the most productive days of my life, also one of the most mortifying. I woke up early finished all of my final papers, and got quite a bit of packing and cleaning accomplished. I was trying to focus on the disaster that is our closet, when the doorbell rang.

Earlier in the week we had called the repairmen to come and fix our heater, since it was once again stuck in the 'on' position, thereby making our apartment unbearable hot.

As I rushed to get the door, I knocked open a drawer of my clothing, you know, underwear, socks, bras, etc. I scrambled to clean it up and shove it all back in the drawer, then rushed out to get the door. The repairmen (2) came in and immediately went to work on the heater, which just happens to be in the closet.

After about an hour, they both emerged from the closet(ha no pun intended). I noticed that they were both a little red-faced and couldn't really look me in the eye. They told me they had fixed the problem, and muttered something about having to move some of my clothes to get to the heater.

'Oh okay, no problem, thanks a lot guys!' I replied, and locked the door after them.

My clothes? I thought. I don't have any clothes on the floor in there? I cleaned them up.

I peeked into the closet and what did I see?

A particularly skimpy red and black lace number I had purchased specifically for our honeymoon laid out on the floor. My cheeks are still burning.


  1. That is too funny! Maybe next time they show up, you could have a blow-up doll in there or something! Really keep them guessin! :)

  2. Ha! Perfect post title!

    Alas, I've been there, done that. A couple of times!

  3. That is so funny. I have been there myself, though, so I feel your pain. :)

  4. Oh - how very very embarrassing! Well, at least they will have a good story to tell everyone!

    Hope you feel better soon!

  5. Oh, how's a wonder your heater got fixed at know, men and all! LOL

  6. Oh man. That's only funny for us. (But I appreciate it anyway!)

    I can't count how many times that I have been doing laundry and had my unmentionables hanging on one of those racks when my husband's friends comes over and has to walk by them! This usually happens when I'm not there, and I scold Mr. Cat ALL.THE.TIME. about it. Does he (or I) learn?! Um, not so much.

  7. I had to share this story with my dad and husband. My husband without batting an eye said, "I would have kicked it to the side."
    Hmmm...what kind of message would that have sent?

  8. ROTFL! Too funny! I feel your pain. I've had some of those moments! At least it wasn't studded black leather or something naughty like that!

  9. Ha Becka, that is tooooo funny for words. Sorry, still laughing. Bet they will be telling that story over their beers tonight.



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