I'm grooving through,
Now, the last time there was a knock at my door, it was Trick or Treaters. Apparently this time it was just a Trick.
I open the door hoping it's the hot pest control guy, only to find this gentleman wearing yellow jeans (seriously? I know I know nothing about fashion, but REALLY? Yellow jeans? I don't understand).
"Are you expecting me?" he asks.
I give him a look of "I need more clarification as to what you're talking about, Willis."
He adds, "I'm Chris...?"
I look at him a little further and realize he's a homosexical. DEFINITELY not my type. And I responded "Oh! I think you're looking for next door!" (ya know.. my gaybors)
It's not the first time something like this has happened. I've had one other knock related to a trick my gaybor set up a few years ago, coincidentally on another work from home day (what's up with people not reading addresses? Or, at least CALL the person you're expecting to meet to make sure you got the right house?). Then there's the story of someone who accidentally went to the gaysian's house [opposite side of the gaybor], nobody was home, and went the wrong direction to walk in on a neighbor laying on the floor with his infant son. (That one, apparently the cops got called and that)
To make things funnier, since it was my work from home, I hadn't showered yet, so I was all funky and hair all over. The only thing I could imagine going through the poor trick's head was "he SO doesn't look like his pic!"