Last night, this moment took place under my bed. That’s right, under my bed! With my bed on the highest notch, I find that if I lay on my stomach I can just manage to reach the bottom draw of my desk which is at a perpendicular angle to my bed. As I made this maneuver last night I found that the crate under my bed was blocking my drawer ever so slightly. As I struggled to push the crate into it’s usually position further under my bed I watched my roommate bust out in laughter. I struggled to understand why, that is until the crate flew out from under my bed and one of my suitemates crawled out and ran towards the bathroom laughing hysterically. Her plan to scare me when the lights went out had been ruined, but I think this outcome had been much more comical.
Another one of these moments, that had happened not so long ago, was a little more painful on my part. My roommate and I raced into the elevator because we wanted to watch th
e eclipse from the 11th floor. I don’t know why we were running so fast, I mean the actual event lasted for about four hours, but we didn’t know that at the time. Well, once we made it into the elevator my roommate was in such a rush that she accidentally pushed the HELP button. When the operator’s voice came over the intercom asking if we needed assistance, we immediately booked it out of the elevator, twice as fast as we had entered. Unfortunately, as I rounded the corner my socked feet slipped out from underneath me and I found myself laid out across the floor, a position I’m all too familiar with. Needless to say, the next place we raced to was the bathroom.
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