I didn't really, i just wanted to sounds a little deep. No.
So i'm taking the garbage to the garbage chute, get back to my flat and ohh, what this? My Fob key doesnt work?!
I go down to the office and nobody is in. The office is in another building. So i'm walking back to my building in the rain, and again my fob still doesn't work to let me in the building. Wonderful.
A lovely person was also coming into the building so i sneak in when they go in. I call security and they say they will be here shortly.
While i wait in the common room i wonder how old does somebody have to be to live 1 million days, turns out you have to be 2739 years old. So then i worked out i have been living 6704 days, to this day, the 29th of June 2011.
30 minutes later he arrives and takes me to my flat, and his key doesn't work either!
We take a trip back to the office and suddenly lots of people are there, and the have a little chuckle at how wet i got in the rain, and the fact I am in pyjamas still at 4:15 pm.
They give me a new fob and i am back in the flat now.
HOWEVER, because the process took so long, my curly fries and baguette that were innocently cooking away in the oven are now black. :(
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