I Break Something Else

After breakfast Mrs. Crazy wanted to go see my luggage. This is when she discovered that I had apparently nroken the lock.
If you've never used a European door, the knob is in the middle of the door, and you stick the key in on the side, turn it and push at the same time. Well, around the second day the door wouldn't really open when I turned the key. It took a few times of going back and forth. I didn't think it was a big deal, I just assumed I was doing it wrong. Yes, even opening a door is an ordeal. But when Mrs. Crazy noticed this as she waited for me to open the door she started flipping out that the lock was broken. So when we finally got inside she instructed me to wait while she went to find the maintenance people.
I sat down and a man eventually came up and worked on fixing the lock. Mrs. Crazy instructed me to wait there while this was going on and she left. Assuming it would be about 15 minutes, I sat there at the table and let my mind wander.
About an hour later the man told me he would have to go and get a new part and would be back.
While he was gone Mrs. Crazy came back over and I tried to explain what was happening. Mrs. Crazy is one of those people who always makes you feel like you're doing something wrong. Or that you're dumb. The looks she gives and her response to anything makes you feel guilty and confused even when nothing's happening.
So Mrs. Crazy instructed me to keep waiting and to get ready for the beach because we'll leave as soon as the lock's fixed.
So I go spray down my entire body in sunscreen, pull on my swimsuit and my shorts and t shirt, and shove some chapstick and sunglasses in my pocket. And sit back down at the kitchen table to wait.
I sit there for about two hours until the locks finally finished. Just sat at the kitchen table. I didn't fall asleep. I'm incapable of just napping like a normal person. So what was I thinking about? Hutch Dano. By the time my Greek maintenance announced himself finished two hours later, my head was in my hands, and in my head Hutch and I were dating and I was thinking about how much he'd like Kentucky.