Not Quite a Peeping Tom

Two days ago, I decided I wanted to be more blonde. 

I bought a box of hair dye, the 10 minute kind, and did it myself. 

I thought I would be clever. Since it would only take ten minutes, I took off my pajama pants and waited for the timer to go off in my underwear. Now, my underwear were nothing scandalous, just black boy shorts. Oh, I didn't explain why I was pacing the apartment in my underwear. Because it would make it quicker to jump into the shower when the timer finally did go off. 

So I was pacing around the kitchen of my apartment. My third floor apartment. As I'm walking past the window, I suddenly see a boot disappearing from my view. And that's when I see a ladder. 

Just when you think it's safe to parade around in your delicates in your third floor apartment, your landlord climbs a ladder in front of your window. 

Moral of the story? Invest in a robe or avoid pacing near windows. You never know who could be climbing to the roof. 

Ps: My hair color looks basically the exact same after coloring. Hair dye fail.