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This summer just went back to being ordinary

I got fired from my house sitting job. They came home from New York today for 3 or 4 days before leaving for their European cruise. I knew they were coming, but apparently I didn’t clean up well enough. They found the brown paper bag that the bottle of Jameson came in. The sun room door was unlocked. His collection of Playboy magazines were out of order. There was a belt in their room, so they knew someone slept in their bed. The neighbors reported 8 cars in front, lots of noise until around 1, and people with flashlights on their swing set on Friday night. Also reported two women descending towards the house Saturday night. Needless to say, they were not pleased. Well, the cat’s still alive and nothing is broken. I owned up to it and took responsibility. To be honest, I’m sorry they found out and I’ll be upset if it seriously affects our relationship, but I don’t regret it. We had a great time, and nothing went seriously wrong. I understand it was a breach of trust, but really? You hire a 19 year old guy to house sit and you’re expecting him to not have people over and drink? That one’s on you.

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