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Oh god. Please excuse me while I die of embarrassment.
I'm sitting at my computer, doing the aforementioned studying. In my bathrobe, I might add, as it my custom after a shower, and nothing else. There's a knock at the door so I figure it's one of the girls come to borrow or return something; instead, two guys from maintenance come in to ask about our AC.
Maintenance Guy #1: Heard you were having AC trouble.
Me: *squeak* Um, yeah, just gimme a second and I'll get dressed.
::proceeds to die slowly, painfully, and red-faced::
On the plus side, is it possible that soon I will not be sweating myself into a coma?
ETA: Still no air conditioning. Sigh. Also, library interview tomorrow, mustn't forget.
I'm sitting at my computer, doing the aforementioned studying. In my bathrobe, I might add, as it my custom after a shower, and nothing else. There's a knock at the door so I figure it's one of the girls come to borrow or return something; instead, two guys from maintenance come in to ask about our AC.
Maintenance Guy #1: Heard you were having AC trouble.
Me: *squeak* Um, yeah, just gimme a second and I'll get dressed.
::proceeds to die slowly, painfully, and red-faced::
On the plus side, is it possible that soon I will not be sweating myself into a coma?
ETA: Still no air conditioning. Sigh. Also, library interview tomorrow, mustn't forget.
embarrassed
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