My roommates and I all enjoy leaving our front door open on nice days. It lets the breeze in and our apartment gets somewhat poor light, so it basically doubles the amount of light coming in from that side of the room.
Unlike my roommates, I don’t work a M-F, 9-5 job so I spent a lot of afternoons hanging out on my laptop in the living room doing whatever.
And unlike my roommates, I have discovered the one fatal flaw to this otherwise very pleasant activity: I can’t avoid anyone!
I am forced to interact with every shmuck who comes by with a religion or trade to sell. It’s really hard to convince someone that you’re not home when they can clearly see you through the open doorway sitting on the sofa. So I have to be somewhat pleasant, get off my lazy ass, and go speak with whomever and try to politely turn them away in the shortest amount of time possible without being a jerk and slamming the door in their face.
The only bright side is that I’m starting to get really good at it. Practice makes perfect.
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