Taking a Shower

Taking a shower Taking a shower, starts with a brisk walk down the stairs in my boxers at 9.30. Towel thrown over my arm with shampoo and body wash in hand. Opening the door of the downstairs only to hear the familiar disappointing sound of the shower already being in use. In this case there really should be something that notifies you from all three floors of the flat which bathrooms are in use saving you from the walk of shame back up the stairs without having been showered.   Waiting in my bedroom for what seems to be the appropriate time I go back downstairs to shower, alas I have forgotten my shower gel, so I sprint back up, get it and return in a matter of seconds, maybe a cure for being forgetful would be a great help.   Then proceeding to shower, there is a certain art to the two doors, where if the shower door is left wide enough open it means you must turn sideways and squeeze in before getting into the room, simple changing the direction that one doo...