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A few years ago I was living in a condo in a high rise. The layout and decor on every floor was the same. I was on the elevator up to my condo with a group of college kids who were about the same age as me. So, I get off and turn right to go to my place at the end of the hall. I enter the unlocked door and then realize it's not my place. I turn around and to my total embarassment the kids are right behind me asking what I'm doing. It was their place. I must have turned beet red and quickly apologized and told them I had thought I was on my floor. The last thing I heard as I was walking away was laughter. I took the stairs for a couple of weeks after that.
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