Went back to college at the end of Spring break before the dorms were opened so I stayed with a former roommate who had a condo/apartment in a row of about 30 identical condos. Lost track of him during a night of raucous partying so I made my way back to his place by myself. Found the right entrance went up a few stairs and turned left instead of turning right. Stepped into the living room in the dark and couldn't find my sleeping back and other stuff, so I just flopped down on the couch and fell asleep as I was. Next morning as the sun was coming up had to use the bathroom really badly, couldn't believe he had it all decorated with flowers and stuff but didn't think much of it. As I stepped out of the bathroom I glanced through the open door to his bedroom and there's a girl with long blond hair asleep under a pink satin comforter. Awareness starts to sink in as I hurry back to the living room and realize why my stuff isn't there. Grab my shoes and slip out the front door, closing it quietly, step back across into his apartment and then pass out again, this time on the right couch.
Did you leave the seat up or down?
“... grab my shoes and slip out the front door...”
Oh, you are one of THOSE kind of guys, huh?! :)