
I swear this happens every morning.
"Hmm... wonder if I actually locked the door?"
The worst thing about it is that I live on the 3rd floor. In other words, plenty of stairs to walk before I have to go back.
The door is always locked by the way.
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I know the feeling! One day I decided to stop being silly and not go back and check, though, and when I came back in the evening, my door was open, as in 2 cm open, and not just unlocked. Weirdly enough, though, nothing was missing -- but it was pretty creepy knowing that someone could have been inside my apartment.
That is creepy. In fear of something like that I keep rechecking my door. I guess I can live with that. hehe.