Faulty impressions

[steuard]

The stairs up to our apartment double as a doorbell: the apartment shakes a little when people come to the door. So when I felt them shaking last night, I thought "Kim's home!" I jumped up to get the door for her, but when I looked outside there was nobody there (false alarms aren't entirely uncommon). I'd obviously been a bit too vigorous as I headed to the door, too: the TV was still rattling a little from where I'd run by. "Boy," I thought, "I really have to be more considerate of the people downstairs: they might have thought there was an earthquake!"

Kim assures me that despite mistaking an actual earthquake for her, I don't deserve to be slapped.

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[chalgaryn.livejournal.com]

That title does deserve some form of punishment though.