My roommate and I have a very interesting relationship. It goes as follows.

First off, I work a very bizarre schedule and he works a perfectly normal one which leads to very little interaction between the two of us. We are very rarely in the house at the same time.

There is, however, one point of the day when we do cross paths.

Every morning around 9:00am I get back from my grave shift and Doug starts the half-hour process that is getting out of bed. The first thing I do when I get home is take a pipping hot shower to wake me up. After my shower I go into my room to dress myself.

Like clockwork, I walk into the room naked as a jay bird to clothe myself and poor Doug wakes up to a naked me. Instead of embracing the awkward moment, he hides back under sheets and goes back to sleep.

That’s pretty much all we see of each other.