Why I'm not Allowed to Talk When the Door is Open

So I promise I'm not (intentionally) creepy, but I'm pretty sure that everyone who walks past our door is going to think so. My desk happens to be right next to the door, and because of the lack of air conditioning in the dorms, our door has been open a lot to allow a breeze to flow through the room. Now those who know me well know that I can say weird things from time to time, and most of these things I would never say around people I don't know well, and certainly not attractive women. Yet it is these women who I don't even know who keep hearing the things I would never say in public.

The first quote came from Dominic actually, but since I'm the one that can be seen through the door, I'm sure I got the blame. Dom was comparing the appearance of our room to "a dark dungeon where so many women get raped." as an attractive girl walks by. The fun part about this is, they don't turn right away to look, but because of how our hall works, they get to look at us for about 3 seconds without turning their heads.

The second quote was all mine. Dominic was asking where Sam went off to, and I jokingly replied that he probably went off to "pleasure himself". Of course, knowing how my luck goes, a group of several attractive girls were walking by this time. It's at this point that we start to notice a pattern. A horrible pattern of saying things that random people should not hear, and then getting stares of judgement.

The final one happened about 20 minutes later. I was playing World of Tanks, a online tank battle game. Knowing how the rears of tanks are the weakest part of a tank, and henceforth the best part of the tank to aim for, my friends jokingly say that I'm always on the prowl for "tank-butt". As T comes over and jokes with me about seeing some tank-butt, I replied back in character (while looking at some fine tank-butt) with "Yeah, you're a naughty girl, aren't you? I bet you like to be spanked." I look out the door as I'm saying the second part, and notice our 50+ year old janitor woman walking right by. At this point I'm trying to desperately close the door in horror, but the doorstop was in the way, so all I was doing was banging the door loudly against a rock and forcing more attention on myself.

And this is why I'm not allowed to talk when the door is open....ever.