At my last apartment I lived with another mid-twenties fellow who was in college. One night he had a few friends over, and after a drink or two I headed off to bed because I had work the next day.
Around 3 in the morning I woke up to my door being opened by a middle-aged man. He smiled as I sat up and said “Oh, no, don’t get up, I just wanted to let you know your door was unlocked!” I just replied with “What?” And he closed the door. I sat there for about thirty seconds before jumping up and grabbing a screw driver (I’m OG gangster) and walking out of my room, but he was already gone. He didn’t steal anything, but nevertheless I definitely did not enjoy meeting him.
-thoughtcatalog.com