Crap!

So I stepped out of the apartment this morning, a little dazed and confused as usual. Step. Step. Step. It's routine, right? But this time, it felt like I had walked through carpet, a thicker step than normal. Thought nothing of it but looked back and saw a pile of ick on the floor.

Shit.

Went back into the house to wash my shoes. And I caught my 13-year-old brother just as I stepped out of the bathroom.

Me: Hey, be careful when you step out. There's a pile of crap there.
Adil: Yeah, I know.
Me: (Long pause) Then why didn't you warn me?
Adil: You didn't ask.

Shit.