leafing through

Today, after we came back from running errands and grocery shopping, we headed upstairs to our place and since his hands were full, I took the keys to open the door. For some reason though I couldn’t turn the key and I kept trying and saying “Nope.” And he said “It’s the right key.” And I tried 2 more times. Just as he pushed the key in to try it, we heard someone behind the door unlocking it. I thought our neighbors had dropped by to play with the chinchillas. But then an old man poked his head through and we immediately stammered oh geez, we got the wrong floor. He said he’s done it before himself. We were so mortified we quickly ran back to the elevators. We need to paint a big “X” on our door.