Oops! I Did it Again

There's nothing worse than disappointing your friends. And yesterday, I did it again. The first time was last year when I returned to Chicago and borrowed my friend Tom's car instead of renting a vehicle. I parked the convertible in the wrong parking spot and it was towed. So much for saving money.

This past Sunday, I asked my friend Doug if I could bring over cupcakes, blowers and confetti to celebrate my friend Dave's birthday in the street just below his condo. Doug graciously gave me both the code to his building and his door. But an hour after the party in the street, he came up to me and told me the front door was left open - leaving his sweet pooch Sofie to run free in the hallway with all the drunk homos entering and exiting from Market Days.

I remember shutting the door but apparently I needed to enter the code once more to ensure it was locked (something I didn't know and didn't even think about). I personally believe others may have come by as drinks were to be served just after we left and that they left they door open. But they wouldn't have been able to get in if I had locked the door. So I took full responsbility. Doug says he wasn't mad as nothing happened to Sofie but that didn't erase the sinking feeling I had in my stomach.

So now I'm nervous to ask anyone for anything when I come back to Chicago. My track record hasn't been so good. But with our hopeful move back next year, I guess I won't need many more favors. That, or my friends will have to just say "NO!"