Can’t stop thinking about the fact that a construction worker made the conscious decision to walk up to me while I was behind the stockroom counter in the Chem building and ask that I make him a margarita like it was pure comedic genius
It’s 8 pm, really dark out, and the middle of finals week, and our maintenance guys are leaf-blowing the courtyard. Guess the they’re running out of things to keep them busy too?
The juxtaposition of congratulating my roommate on a perfect grade on her paper and then immediately having to stop her from eating a chicken tender she left out for a whole day #college