That random guy!

Ok, so this morning sugarush comes into my room and tells me she’s about to go to work. She also mentions the landlord was in the house fixing the shower, and that some random guy (assumed to be new housemates friend) was waiting to use our bathroom.

An hour later i hear our new housemate having a conversation with this friend. This is how it basically went….

jon:  “so who are you?”

Random: “I’m xxxxxxxx, where am I?

So at this point I decided it was an appropriate time to get up and find out what the hell is going on. Jon doesnt know this guy, and in fact he is a complete random. I now remember that i heard the back door open last night, but just assumed that it was our friends from next door coming to visit in a drunken state. I was wrong.

The guy comes into the kitchen and i ask who he is and introduce myself. The first thing he said to me was ”nice hair Tim”! (i had really bad bed hair) He explained he had no idea how he got here, and didnt know what street the house was on. I tried to jog his memory by suggesting he came through from next door (we share a back garden) because he has no front door key and the wall at the back is impossible to climb (millions of feet tall).  ”No” he answered, “I cant see myself coming through next door”. Anyway slightly insulted by the hair comment I proceeded to get him out. He then decides to imform me he cant find his shoes and actually askes him he can borrow some of mine. I told him i didnt know who you are, so no!

Me and Rich then went next door to find out who he was. Apparently one of the girls staying there brought a guy back last night, and they thought he could have made his way into our house!! His shoes sat neatly in their hallway.

Bizzare day!

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