asleep on my feet
I normally take the stairs in my apartment building. I live on the 8th floor but it’s no big deal.
Coming home from work today, I walked up the stairs, entered my floor, walked to my apartment, put my key in the door and turned. And turned. And turned.
Looking up, a mischievous 7 laughed back at my pitiful attempts to unlock the apartment directly below my own.
So I went back to the stairs, up another floor and unsurprisingly, my key worked in the door for MY apartment.
I hope no one was in the apartment I tried to break into. It would have given them a bit of a jolt no doubt.
I think I need to take a nap or something.