The best part waspulling down theshadesstuffing the doorbellwith ragsputting the phonein therefrigeratorand going to bedfor 3 or 4days. and the next bestpartwasnobody evermissedme.

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The “best part” was that no one ever noticed I was away. More specifically, if no one knew where I was, I could do what I wanted and no one would think to look for me. The “next best part” was that no one missed me. Now, when you take a vacation from work, you probably want your friends and family to know you are gone.

But when you go away for a long period of time, you don’t want anyone to notice where you are. So, here is what I did: I had my friends check in on me every day. I called them every day.

But the number one thing I did was hide my phone in the refrigerator so everyone had to knock on the door to see if I was there. It took three or four days before they discovered I was gone!

Source: You Get So Alone At Times That It Just Makes Sense

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