Living in Married Housing: An Exposé
September 8, 2006
I thought it was safe. You know, suddenly you’re married, and you have your own apartment and bathroom, and you think, "Yah, it’s okay to do this now." You know. Shave naked. It makes sense - I’m just gonna jump in the shower after the shave - might as well shave in all my glory. So there I was. Sarah in the shower. Me…well, naked. In our tiny little bathroom…shaving. Shaving before I jumped in the shower. Innocent enough.
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Sarah and I got to the Braves game and found our seats among all the Columbia folk. It was my first Braves game, so it was fun. It’s a great ballpark, Sarah and I had our hotdogs at the game, and everything was going great. Until a married woman behind me (who used to live in our married student housing complex) leans over to me and says, "So, I heard you’ve been exposing yourself to Gus…"
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Like I said, I thought it was safe. However, Sarah had informed our little friend Gus that he could come over and pick up the next Harry Potter book from our apartment. And, apparently in the minds of many little ones who live in this complex, this means you can just walk right in. And that’s what happened. And Gus must have heard Sarah and I talking upstairs, so of course he walked up the stairs, calling "Sarah Walker….Sarah Walker!" And then…DOH! There I was. Shaving. Naked. Door open. And a little 8 yr old looking at me. Immediately I slammed the door shut, confused as to why there was a little person in our house when I was shaving naked and yelled, "SARAH! There’s a little…there’s a kid out there…he’s yelling for you."
I put a towel on, said ‘hi’ to Gus and told him where the Harry Potter book was. And all was well.
Or so I thought. Now everyone knows about Adam’s little "expos√©." Welcome to married housing.
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Adam Walker Cleaveland: 
September 8th, 2006 at 10:26 pm
Bro.
September 9th, 2006 at 1:54 am
If your story is true and you aren’t yanking our chains,then you shouldn’t feel bad at all. What you do in your own home is YOUR business. The kid needs to be taught by his parents to knock or ring the bell and NOT just walk into someone’s home. This is definitely BAD BOUNDARIES!
September 9th, 2006 at 2:19 am
Or you could just lock the door. ;)
September 9th, 2006 at 7:28 am
Okay, so all I get in your blog is “a married woman behind me who used to live in our married student housing complex??” I know we don’t know each other all that well, but surely I warrant more than that! How’s village life going so far? ;-)
September 9th, 2006 at 9:23 am
seriuosly though. i am checking email at a rundown coffeehouse in rural middle georgia (wireless “borrowed” from the truckstop next door) only to read your post and LMAO out loud. don’t i look foolish. perhaps. but not as foolish as a grown, naked man wielding a razor in the bathroom as his wife showers closeby all to the delight of an 8-year old boy in search of “the magic book”.
what a great way to start my day. thank you, bro!
September 9th, 2006 at 11:55 am
hmm…
if “everyone knows about it” now, is that because of married housing or because of the blog?
tim
September 9th, 2006 at 3:49 pm
Friend of mine had a resident counselor in college who brushed his teeth naked. Is this the next step?
September 10th, 2006 at 10:13 am
we live next door to a nice couple in their twenties (24/25ish) who love us and love our kids. our kids, along with the two kids from turkey who live next door, feel quite free to invite themselves over. or. just let themselves in from time to time since most of the time that’s totally okay in our communelike arrangement on the street.
but the last time that happened, our dear friends who were getting it on in the shower after a long day of yardwork wondered if that strange sound could be little feet running up the stairs. no. not possible. miliseconds later, the same little people were pounding on the bathroom door, asking our friends to come out and play.
since n and j, were already busy at play, n yelled to the kids to “get out of here” which they totally accepted since n sometimes plays bad cop on kid/disciplinary matters.
after that we all had to have a porch meeting about when it’s okay and not okay to make housecalls. we also covered the virtues of knocking first.
:)
thankfully, our neighbors, though initially freaked out, quickly saw this as one of their best annoying kids nextdoor stories ever. and we are all still friends.
September 10th, 2006 at 1:33 pm
Welcome to the Village where deadbolts and good curtains are necessities…