and then i inserted my foot in my mouth

before i can explain yesterday's story, let me provide a brief backstory: q6q, mango, pussyposse (who doesn't write for this blog but is a total maniac on twitter), and i moved into our new apartment a few weeks ago. the halls always smell like deluscious (delicious + luscious) greenstuffs. that, and we knew it was from the apartment above us because when we open the utility closet, which houses the big furnace thing and has a hole in the ceiling (which is their floor), not only can i hear their conversations (creepy; swear i don't listen in though), but i can smell their stuff.

Fast forward to last thursday: friends were over and @ericakirkwood and i decide to go up and see if maybe they do sell. so we knock on their door and after a minute or so they call out.

"who is it?"

"i live beneath you" i say.

they open the door, and we do the introduction thing before i break into monologue.

"so.. we always smell weed. and it smells really good. and i thought it was coming from your apartment because, well, the utilities closet has a hole so i can hear" - i pause and decide NOT to divulge the fact that i can hear conversations because if a stranger said that to me, i'd feel weird- "i mean SMELL delicious stuff.... so basically... i was... wondering... and i dont mean to be all stereotype-y and shit.... but. Do you sell weed?"

They laugh. "no, but we can hook it up." Within minutes, their friend had arrived and he came through for us. awesome.

yesterday we needed to replenish. so i called our neighbor- i'll call him tom- on his cell phone. he's on his way back, says he'll call his friend. a few minutes later, he calls back.

"come downstairs. he just got here."

i go downstairs. the transaction is complete. then i decide to apologize to him for the other night (that first night we got stuff from his friend, we went to bed on the earlier side. so, i'd missed his text. and when he came down, we were obviously sleeping/unresponsive. figuring that he wanted to hang out- which i totally would; both neighbors seem pretty chill- i felt like i should explain just so he doesn't think i'm a user.)

after i explain this to him, he starts laughing.

"aw man, I'm not Tom. I'm BoBo." (this all occurred in front of his two friends in the car.)

I'M SUCH AN IDIOT!!