A dirty and amusing story

Yesterday I left my apartment for Nebraska to visit the family. This always involves taking laundry home where it is free to wash. I have a system of separating my laundry into baskets and bags before I take them to the washing machine, so I have multiple things to carry when I take my laundry to the car. This process yesterday took about three trips. I'll now go over what happened during those three trips last evening.

Trip #1: I am met on the stairs by a middle-aged man looking very "bubbly" and holding a can of what appeared to be beer. I've never seen him before in my life.

Trip #2: Drunk man is looking out the window and adjusting his pants.

Trip #3: Drunk man is gone, and the whole hallway smells like a cat made a mess. I contemplate whether or not this could have been caused by a neighbor's trash bag but decided it hadn't smelt all day (and the bag had been out all day). While looking in the general direction of the trash, I see a pile of poop in the corner. I really think that man crapped in the hallway. I left and hoped it will be clean by the time I come back.

That's all I have.