The Shower Ghostie
Something strange just happened to me. I had just gotten out of the shower and was drying off when a girl walked into the bathroom (which was empty other than me) and said, "Hello?"
I didn't say anything at first; I thought she might be looking for a friend. Okay, I was mostly quiet because I was too busy being confused at why the hell anyone would walk into an empty bathroom by their self and say hello. I figured she would see there was no one in there but me, who obviously wasn't being looked for, and leave. But she didn't.
"Hello?" she said again.
I hate being talked to by strangers while in the bathroom. It is so awkward. Not to mention I was feeling unlucky because just this afternoon I got caught by the maintenance man (while I was sitting on the toilet, no less) in the bathroom at 180*. Two in one day, dang it! Anyway, I was thinking, "I'm naked and I don't know you, stop talking to me," but I just said, "Yeah?"
And this girl, this unidentified girl, actually said, "Oh, I heard our floor was haunted, so. . ."
What? Are you kidding me? First of all, everyone knows that none of the dorms are haunted except the Pine dorm -or is is Bush?- anyway, it's one of the guys' dorms and it used to be a mental hospital and a nursing home--if you believe in that sort of stuff. Secondly, as well as more logically, you cannot be any younger than 18 years old. You hear a rustling in the shower and the bathroom is warm. The first thing that comes to your mind is a)-"Someone must be in the shower," or b)-"Ohmigoshthestoriesmustbetruethere'sa GHOST IN THE SHOWER!!!"
Hello!!!
Aren't you a little old to be so concerned about the possibility of a ghost. . . taking a shower. . . in your bathroom. . . that you actually ask???
::shakes head::
And this after I overheard a 20 year old [gossipping, air-headed, sheep-like, rich little] fashion major whine to a posse of other fashion majors that her daddy stopped paying for everything for her. Yes, these were her actual words: "My dad won't pay for everything for me any more." The other girls actually gasped aloud at this cruel treatment. "He's not gonna pay for me to go to school!" Another gasp. "He's only giving me 3000" -count those ohs, that's three thousand- "dollars a year." "Oh my gosh!" the others cried in disbelief.
I will be the first to advocate the imprisonment and retraining (de-brainwashing?) of individuals as stupid and immature as these.
What do you say we all give a big eye-roll together to conclude this post? Ready?
*180 New Montgomery St., one of the buildings where I have class. Since the "campus" is spread all over the city, the buildings are just called by their address or street name instead of their official titles, since that makes it easier to know which one you're talking about--less to remember.
I didn't say anything at first; I thought she might be looking for a friend. Okay, I was mostly quiet because I was too busy being confused at why the hell anyone would walk into an empty bathroom by their self and say hello. I figured she would see there was no one in there but me, who obviously wasn't being looked for, and leave. But she didn't.
"Hello?" she said again.
I hate being talked to by strangers while in the bathroom. It is so awkward. Not to mention I was feeling unlucky because just this afternoon I got caught by the maintenance man (while I was sitting on the toilet, no less) in the bathroom at 180*. Two in one day, dang it! Anyway, I was thinking, "I'm naked and I don't know you, stop talking to me," but I just said, "Yeah?"
And this girl, this unidentified girl, actually said, "Oh, I heard our floor was haunted, so. . ."
What? Are you kidding me? First of all, everyone knows that none of the dorms are haunted except the Pine dorm -or is is Bush?- anyway, it's one of the guys' dorms and it used to be a mental hospital and a nursing home--if you believe in that sort of stuff. Secondly, as well as more logically, you cannot be any younger than 18 years old. You hear a rustling in the shower and the bathroom is warm. The first thing that comes to your mind is a)-"Someone must be in the shower," or b)-"Ohmigoshthestoriesmustbetruethere'sa GHOST IN THE SHOWER!!!"
Hello!!!
Aren't you a little old to be so concerned about the possibility of a ghost. . . taking a shower. . . in your bathroom. . . that you actually ask???
::shakes head::
And this after I overheard a 20 year old [gossipping, air-headed, sheep-like, rich little] fashion major whine to a posse of other fashion majors that her daddy stopped paying for everything for her. Yes, these were her actual words: "My dad won't pay for everything for me any more." The other girls actually gasped aloud at this cruel treatment. "He's not gonna pay for me to go to school!" Another gasp. "He's only giving me 3000" -count those ohs, that's three thousand- "dollars a year." "Oh my gosh!" the others cried in disbelief.
I will be the first to advocate the imprisonment and retraining (de-brainwashing?) of individuals as stupid and immature as these.
What do you say we all give a big eye-roll together to conclude this post? Ready?
::ROLL::
*180 New Montgomery St., one of the buildings where I have class. Since the "campus" is spread all over the city, the buildings are just called by their address or street name instead of their official titles, since that makes it easier to know which one you're talking about--less to remember.
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