habits, strange but true

I have discussed The Incident before on A2K but, in short.....

Mr. B had worked late one night. I heard him come in and turn on the TV as was his typical routine. I crawled out of bed, naked as the day I was born and went in to greet my darling.

One thing you should know about me is that I have terrible, terrible vision. I can see only blurry blobs without my glasses.

When I crawled out of bed I neglected to even put on my glasses.

What I thought was TV conversation turned out to be an actual conversation Mr. B was having with some of his co-workers.

I stood in the doorway and chatted a bit before a dumbfounded Mr. B calmly led me back to bed. He's so nice he didn't even tell me what I'd done until the next morning.

Of course, from that moment on I was a ghost at his workplace, never daring to set foot in the place again.