I had a roommate once who was paranoid about seeing other people naked. She requested that I inform her every time I was about to change my clothes, so she could turn her back.
She was leaning over her dresser looking through her sock drawer when I said “I’m changing my clothes now”. I had just gotten completely nude and was about to put on some clothes when she let out a horrified scream. “I warned you not to look!” I cried indignantly. She began dancing up and down and shrieking some more. I began to feel offended. After all, I didn’t look THAT bad, naked. Then I noticed her hair had caught fire from some candles on her dresser. I quit being offended and ran to her rescue. –Okay, I just stood there laughing hysterically until she beat the flames out. What are roommates for?
Rachel – NH