And we are not talking about SEX stitchers experienced ... Yesterday, when we came back from the mall, I wanted to park my car in the garage like we always do when we know we are not going to got out in the evening. Well, I couldn't because a car was parked in front of my entrance! Once again, it was the car of my neighbor's friend who think it's fine to block people's entrance ... Chuy asked me if I wanted him to go ring his bell to ask her to move her car. I was
a lot a little pissed off so I said, no, I'll go myself because I know Chuy: he's so nice that the neighbor wouldn't even notice we are pissed off !!!
So there I go. I ring the bell. Nothing. Second ring. Nothing. Um ... weird as his living room is close to the door. Three rings in a row. Nothing. I strongly knock the door then it hits me : I know what they are doing ... so I am ready to leave when he opens the door in his robe
I don't need to know what my neighbors are doing in their houses ... I don't even want to imagine what they can be doing (my neighbor is a 60 + years old man ... ) Now I feel embarassed because I disturbed them in an intimate moment ... I think we are going to pretend it never happened and I hope next time, she'll park better ... But you know what is funny? The other day, we were talking about him , how he must not feel very well as he hasn't mowed his lawn in quite a while ... Well, I guess we were worried for nothing: he's in better shape than we think !!!