The doorknob on our front door broke late Thursday night. My sister woke me up and told me I'd need to use another door when leaving for work Friday morning.
Friday evening, I asked my mom if the doorknob had been fixed and she said no, then paused and said "Flybye, how did you get out of the house this morning?" to which I replied
"uhhh, the back door?" I have no idea what's in her head at the moment.
Seriously, if I'd had to I would have gone out a window. I wouldn't have missed work just because the door wasn't working.
Friday evening, I asked my mom if the doorknob had been fixed and she said no, then paused and said "Flybye, how did you get out of the house this morning?" to which I replied
"uhhh, the back door?" I have no idea what's in her head at the moment.
Seriously, if I'd had to I would have gone out a window. I wouldn't have missed work just because the door wasn't working.

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