On my way to work one day, I noticed a truck had flipped over on the highway and emergency crews were on scene. I had a strange feeling that fate would intervene that night.
Sure enough, they brought the guy involved with the accident up to my floor a few hours later, three sheets to the wind and naked except for a pair of satin boxer shorts which were printed with lovely red hearts. He made a pass at me as I was handing him his urinal.
His wife asked me later if he had come in wearing his wedding ring. Guess the answer to that question.