Tuesday, 7 February 2012

Julia and the landlord.

Kate has a housemate.  Her name is Julia and she goes to the same university as us.  She can be very shy about some things and is shocked very easily.  This is why we love her.  She’s always fun to talk to about risqué topics because she gets so nervous about it.  The other night she was lying in bed and tweeting, as one might do occasionally.  Her phone is touchscreen, so when she laid down to go to sleep her thumb accidentally dialled the landlord of the house they’re staying in.  This was in the early hours of the  morning and the landlord is a middle-aged, humourless man.  He answered the phone probably thinking it was some emergency with the house only to hear Julia’s heavy breathing.  He sat and listened to this for around 30 seconds before hanging up.  He texted Julia in the morning to ask what it was all about.  Needless to say, she was mortified.

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