I just realised that I never shared this anecdote online before -
One time, I got locked-in at the V&A Museum after closing-time. I'd been there for a museums & cultural institutions event and I'd probably had a few too many glasses of champagne before I excused myself to return to my hotel. Unfortunately in my inebriated state I failed to find the exit I was supposed to use and I was soon wandering the (unlit!) galleries in the dead of night, totally lost.
Security found me... after I accidentally triggered a silent alarm.
"You can't be in here!" they said.
"And yet somehow," I replied, drunkenly thinking myself somewhere between funny and philosophical while in fact I was neither, "I am."
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