Monday, June 2, 2014

College Life: Episode 3: The Cheerleader and The Boyfriends

For the summer, once a week I'll be sharing a story from my college days at CSU, 1984-1988. I will leave links at the end of each post for previous episodes.


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It did get better once The Cheerleader moved in next door. Her "real" name was Tara, and she was actually a cheerleader, for CSU, so somewhat famous on campus, and a bit of a steadying influence on the trio.  We all know how well triads work in female friendships, don't we?  (Guys: it doesn't.  Someone is always on the outside looking in at a much more solid connection, and someone else is being gossiped about.  A lot.)  I think you can see where this trio headed...

She was kinda the cream to the black coffee and sugar, trying to take something a bit bitter, and unpalatable to some, and steady out the "sweetness" of someone trying to please all the people all the time by adding a touch of something smooth, and easier to take.  I did like her, but she was definitely Mary-Jo's type, not mine.

Tara came with a sorority attitude.  This was the year she was going to pledge, and they spent hours on the floor of my room planning which one, discussing the merits, and of course the all important connection each had with a sort of "brother" fraternity, therefore making this decision all the more critical.  

I just went to my math classes.  They went to most of their classes.  They were both psych majors.  Tara was on her third major.  (Can you see how choosing a sorority might take some time when you can't decide what to study?)

Then came the afternoon I couldn't get into my room.  I'd gotten past the front door, because it wasn't after hours yet, and I had my ID and keys (two items I checked for constantly  - did NOT want to be without them in any circumstance.)  However, I couldn't get my room open.  The doorknob key worked just find, but the deadbolt wouldn't turn.  

Puzzled, I knocked on Tara's door.  No answer.  Of course I had no cell phone, so I knocked on my own dorm room door. "Mary-Jo?  Are you in there?"  No answer.  Dead silence. Frustrated, I sat down to formulate a plan.  I don't know how long I was sitting there until I started hearing faint noises from inside MY room.  I decided to wait it out.  She, or someone, was in there, had surely heard me knock, and was maybe thinking about letting me in.

I was still waiting when I met Deanna.  She wandered by, I knew she lived on our floor, and I said hi.

"Oh, the old forgot the tie on the door thing...how rude. Wanna come down to my room and meet my hideously gross roommate while you wait?"

Why not.  I didn't know about ties, but at least there was another person with a rude roommate, and she seemed nice. Anything to pass the time...



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22 comments:

Medeia Sharif said...

Interesting snapshot of dorm life. I myself never lived in one.

I would hate to be locked out.

Mason Canyon said...

Cute story. Thanks for starting my morning off with a smile.

JoJo said...

That's funny b/c I never heard about the tie on the doorknob thing in college when I was in school. That's why my roomie walked in on me and my boyfriend, in flagrante delicto, one time.

Jo said...

I'm sorry, but I would be absolutely furious. This is a shared room. If you want to be intimate with someone then you choose a place with doesn't cause a problem for someone else. Doing otherwise is very selfish.

A Beer For The Shower said...

Funny story, but yet another reason why I'm glad I never lived in a dorm. I don't want anyone doing anything bad in my room except me. My brother in law once house-sat for me and did many nasty things with the date he brought along in our room. My wife and I just threw out all the bedsheets afterwards. We didn't even wash them - you can't scrub a mental picture. If I could, I probably would have burned them.

Far Far Away said...

Dear Tina,

When I first visited this world I was irritated by the fantastical tales of fast travelling. For people to travel over the world in a matter of hours is, of course, ludicrous.

However, when I read your sedate words, it leads me to believe that your world is not that different from mine. We all have our problems and the way we deal with things makes us who we are today.

In my world, that leads us to having some morally questionable members of the Royal Families who expect to be "fairest of them all", but it appears that your experiences have made you a stronger person.

It says so much that you can write about such angered times while maintaining a smile upon your face.

I look forward to the rest of your series on "college life".

Yours,

Far Far Away

cleemckenzie said...

Ah yes the days of the roomie! I had to switch twice before I found two compatible ones. We're still friends.

Loved your story. Looking forward to more.

Hart Johnson said...

Hey, you and I are exactly the same age. I don't think I knew that. Man, I LOVED my Freshman dorms, but I can't think of anybody who would have done that... We DID collect keys if a room was going to be empty for the weekend in case someone wanted use, but never without warning mid-day. Very rude.

TheCyborgMom said...

I'm enjoying these college posts Tina :) I never dormed for college, so this is very entertaining for me!
~Katie

Andrew Leon said...

You know, I never had to deal with any of that kind of stuff when I was in college.

Melissa said...

In Carrie Butler's 'Mark of Nexus' series, it's an orange scrunchie. LOL

Kate @ Another Clean Slate said...

Ah, you were sexiled!

Kate @ Another Clean Slate said...

Ah, you were sexiled!

Brian Miller said...

ha. the tie on the door...smiles...i was blessed by having the only bathtub on the floor of a co-ed dorm...lots of ladies wanting to take a hot bath...

dont worry, i was a gentleman, mostly...ha.

errr....i have had to wait out a room mate though...we had a nice social hall on the floor with comfy chairs for just such an occassion...

Arlee Bird said...

This is all pretty alien to me. I lived at home when I was in college. Didn't get caught up in the drama. Didn't participate much in college life either. I don't know if that was all bad.

Necktie on the door signal, eh?

Lee
Tossing It Out

Rachel said...

Ties on the door mean somebody is uh...having company over, right? If so, L O L HAHAHHAHAHA. Rude and yet so funny.

shelly said...

Oh my...

bemuzin.com said...

I sure hope somewhere in all this you meet some dorm rats you like!

Funny about the sororities and making sure their house had the "right" frat house as their brothers. Such idiotic stuff. Paying for friendship is how I always looked at it.

bemuzin.com said...

I sure hope somewhere in all this you meet some dorm rats you like!

Funny about the sororities and making sure their house had the "right" frat house as their brothers. Such idiotic stuff. Paying for friendship is how I always looked at it.

Claudia said...

oha... i never lived in a community...except at the moment but i'm staying with a good friend whom i know since i was three years old...so.. i guess no bad surprises..

Hilary Melton-Butcher said...

Oh Tina .. I hate cliques .. and ganging up against others .... make others feel included - a fact of life ..

Still you coped and thank goodness for Deanna .. cheers Hilary

Mina Lobo said...

ROTFL, Tina! Ahem. Oh, dear!

Kate @ Another Clean Slate - "Sexiled" - LOL! :-)