So, [it's 0830hrs] the doorbell just rang [I was asleep and thought if I ignored - it would go away!] The doorbell rang again! [such insolence]. I grabbed my shorts and pulled them on as I hopped toward the door [of course when hopping one looks down]. It wasn't until I was within about 10 feet of the door that I managed to get my shorts on, only to be greeted by the concerned faces of two athletic women in tracksuits. All I could think was that these women were not here to sell me a bible! As it turns out Ocean (one of my roommates) had slept through running practice. These two concerned looking athletic women were her running coaches. [and in case your wondering, yes, I offered them a cup of tea]. Oh well, it was fun to think for a split second that FedEx has finally read my suggestion and had switched from fat hairy guys to athletic well spoken strippers in tracksuits. Hey Shara Shara folks.