Lesley wrote:

Dave's terrified of wasps- many years ago back before mobile phones
etc I got a call at work from a phone box asking me to rush home as
Dave had seen a wasp and ran out the door, slamming it behind him to
escape the wasp. When he finally stopped rejoicing that he had
escaped the wasp it occured to him that his keys were inside the flat
and he was completely and utterly naked....he had to knock on the flat
next door and when the woman in there came to the door he told her not
to open it but could she just call this number from the pay phone?
And could she not leave her flat for 5 minutes while he scurried off
to the shower room where he had to sit for well over an hour before I
got there with my spare keys and he still wouldn't go in until I went
in and chased the wasp out the window!

That's a really funny story.

Of course I have locked-out-of-the-house-naked story, too. No, it
wasn't me.

A friend of mine locked herself out of her house while stark naked.
She was in the back, fortunately, and could stay hidden among some
trees and bushes. A good friend of hers lived next door and had a
key to her place, but she wasn't about to stroll over there. So she
was stuck on the back porch, unable to figure out what to do.

Next thing she knew, her friend was opening the back door from
inside, having let herself in the front. Rescue! But how did the
friend know to come over at that moment? Turned out that my friend's
border collie figured out that something was wrong, and she (the dog)
ran next door to get the friend. I want one!

Also, years ago when my father had first moved into an apartment
building, he accidentally locked himself out of his apartment. He
had gone out to the hallway to get the newspaper, and the door was
the type that didn't need a key to lock it from the outside. He
shut the door behind him, locking himself out. Only problem was,
all he had on was a pair of briefs (underwear). And he didn't know
anybody yet because he had just moved in. He had to knock on
someone's door, introduce himself and ask the neighbor to call
the apartment manager. I'll bet that's something that neighbor
has never forgotten!

--
Joyce

Beauty and music seduce us first; later, ashamed of our own
sensuality, we insist on meaning. -- Clive Barker