My PC Confessional

So this is my confession. My confession of horrible, awful, and somewhat disturbing. All of the following events are true, but some names have been changed to protect the individuals.

Captain Teneal and I left our apartment on a sunny October Sunday afternoon. As I turned to lock the door, my next door neighbor almost took my arm off with his laundry basket. The laundry room is four feet from front door. As he hit me, I realized that I had left something in the house. I stepped back in. As we left the apartment for the second time, THE NEIGHBOR was inside the laundry room. I could hear the lid of the machine close. Captain Teneal walked towards the elevator and pushed the button. As I headed over, the loudest moan I have ever heard escaped from the closed door of the laundry room. I stopped. I heard it again. I hadn't heard a crash, a bang, or anything that would indicate any kind of accident. I giggled. My giggle escalated into a full blown HAHAHA. The door of the elevator opened and Captain Teneal and I erupted in laughter all the way down. Captain Teneal had heard it too. It was loud. But now, what do I say when I see him again? I fear that I will laugh in his face, or perhaps I will avoid him like the plague. Something will happen. Stay tuned for the next PC confessional.

**Over and OUT**
~V