An embarrassing thing

A small embarrassing thing happened to me the other day.
After work, I walked home as usual, and when I turned my key in the door lock, I couldn’t open it. Strange… The lock doesn’t work? Tried again to turn the key. The door didn’t open. Started to sweat and panic a little.

Then I saw a sticker on the door. What? I don’t have any stickers on my door, why is that sticker there? Started to think, and suddenly looked at the name on the letterbox. My name wasn’t there, but an another name was there. I had walked to the wrong door! This is 2nd floor and I live on 3rd floor.

Took the key out, and ran up to my own floor. Phew! Luckily, nobody saw me and the guy who live on the 2nd floor didn’t seem to be at home at that moment. If he had been at home, maybe he would think it was a burglary. He he
That was embarrassing, and when I came inside my own apartment, I laughed a little for myself.

Such things happen when you are absent-minded!