The same thing happened to me, but with my old roommates house. They had an electric lock and hadn't changed the password after I moved out. I'm a guy and that was an all girl's house; I lived there as a sublet earlier. First time I ever had the cops called on me.
My friend did this too. When we were 18 and started going out drinking we lived a £40 taxi away from the main town near us, so often my pal would just sleep in the 24 hour uni library. This particular time on his walk there at 3am he found an open window and climbed in and started sleeping on the sofa. The home owner came down, took his driving licence and said he could stay and he’d return it in the morning - probably more forgiving than I’d have been finding that reprobate on my sofa.
I live in an apartment in a town where we don't really need to lock our doors. I got off work one time at 2am and was playing fallout 3. This drunk girl opens my front door, hangs up her coat on the coat rack and starts taking off her shoes. I'm like, "Uhh, hi" and she's just like, "Hey. Ohh, not again" and then proceeds to put her shoes and coat back on and just walks out of my house. Made me wonder how many times she's walked into my house without me knowing it.
foreverwasted on August 26th, 2018 at 07:56 UTC »
The same thing happened to me, but with my old roommates house. They had an electric lock and hadn't changed the password after I moved out. I'm a guy and that was an all girl's house; I lived there as a sublet earlier. First time I ever had the cops called on me.
odkfn on August 26th, 2018 at 09:15 UTC »
My friend did this too. When we were 18 and started going out drinking we lived a £40 taxi away from the main town near us, so often my pal would just sleep in the 24 hour uni library. This particular time on his walk there at 3am he found an open window and climbed in and started sleeping on the sofa. The home owner came down, took his driving licence and said he could stay and he’d return it in the morning - probably more forgiving than I’d have been finding that reprobate on my sofa.
kamelizann on August 26th, 2018 at 09:23 UTC »
I live in an apartment in a town where we don't really need to lock our doors. I got off work one time at 2am and was playing fallout 3. This drunk girl opens my front door, hangs up her coat on the coat rack and starts taking off her shoes. I'm like, "Uhh, hi" and she's just like, "Hey. Ohh, not again" and then proceeds to put her shoes and coat back on and just walks out of my house. Made me wonder how many times she's walked into my house without me knowing it.