my apartment unit is on the twenty-second floor of a high-rise building. the nearest neighbour is another high-rise building, literally across the street but that doesn't mean anything because the windows in perspective appear to be the size of half a credit card and the people you'd see in them from our building look like ants. nobody can see me whatever i do in my home. so it came as a shock one morning when having just finished showering, i sauntered in to my bedroom and there was a man outside my window!
they were painting the facade of the building after weeks of drilling on the walls, hammering through them and leaving dusts in their wake in the process. i doubt whether they could see me, but i sure as hell didn't want to give them a free show.
not great photography but more like a diary shot, if you will.
Haha! I can relate as that happened to me one day when I wandered into the kitchen and there was the window washer right outside the 33rd floor window! Fortunately it was cool in the condo so I had a robe on! Great diary shot!
That sort of thing happens in the country as well! I never lock my door and no one knocks. I tend to 'air dry' if possible. Daughter walked in on me once - LOL!
