Having had a steady stream of stocky, balding builders/carpenters/plumbers/surveyors/etc. in and out of the house over the past few months, the last thing I was expecting was for the electrician come to install a strip light (hur hur) over my bed, of all places, to be young and hot.

Dammit, if someone had only told me I was getting my very own ready-made porno scenario this morning, I would have made an effort to not look gross and uncaffeinated when I opened the door.