All right, so I didn't get checked in to the hospital the other day, so give a big sigh of relief with me.
But, I escaped from the hospital in order to have THIS happen to me:
Our house is up for sale.
We have, like 99% of people who have their house on sale, a lock box on our gate.
Lately, asswipe realtors have been showing up at our door without calling first, which is specified in the listing that all realtors have access to. Some beeyotch showed up without warning and wanted to show my home in 10 minutes.
I kept having a bad feeling about something. I didn't know what, but it was definitely realtor related.
So I was taking a shower, like 99% of all people.
I had brought the phone in the bathroom with me, because I was paranoid about missing a call from what I will now term "goddamn realtors."
I open the bathroom door when I am done, only to hear a male voice calling out, "Hellooo!"
I screech and go "Oh my god, who ARE you?"
Male voice, "Oh, uh, I'm a realtor."
I say with all the sternness a pregnant, dripping wet naked woman with a towel wrapped around her can muster, "No SIR, you NEED TO CALL FIRST."
Sounds of some dude beating a very hasty retreat out of my house.
I think I would have rather been in the hospital.