Roomie knows best

Kari left to go home for the night on Friday. Before she left, in a very serious tone, she told me:

I hung my loofah on the hook on the back of the bathroom door. Just letting you know. Don't be alarmed.

I laughed because of how random that was. Why would I be "alarmed" by a loofah hanging on the door? Silly Kari.

Yesterday morning, however, drying off after my shower, I stood outside the tub facing the door. As I went to flip a towel over my head, it knocked against the door and sent the loofah flying to the floor.

I screamed.

I don't know what I thought was swooping down from the ceiling to attack my face, but it terrified me.

Moral of the story: Always listen to your roomie. Especially when said roommate is as wonderfully intelligent as mine :)