Model train set
I was moving into a college dorm at some college in North Adams. The dorm looked just like East Hall at Oberlin. I was moving in at the beginning of the summer, at the same time as the RAs were all moving in, months ahead of the other students. I myself was not going to be a student at the college, but I stll had to take a chemistry exam that I kept forgetting about and was completely unprepared for. I was on the phone with my mother and she had to keep reminding me to study for it. We also talked a lot about the logistics of getting me from North Adams to Providence and back every day, and also getting to the supermarket. It was going to be hard because I don’t have a car.
The RAs were all big meathead fratty looking guys with shaved heads (you could tell that the reason they shaved their heads was that they were going bald), and they were all wearing black hoodies that had different colored neon writing on them that said “NORTH ADAMS” and the name of the dorm they were assigned to. I told them that I had a few requests before I got settled in, and they said OK, but that first they had to go to a meeting to “nail down” who got what of a bunch of supplies. The RA of the dorm I was moving into said that there was no way he was going to miss that meeting, because the only reason he agreed to live on his own was that he could have a model train set in his backyard.
I thought he was lying, but it turned out he was telling the truth. Chris reminded me that it made sense that he was telling the truth, because when we (Chris and I) first started being friends we had a similar sense of humor about saying random things. I don’t know what the connection was, but then Chris brought up how we used to jump into each other’s arms and say “Hello, ladies!”
