An Intermission to SAIT
May. 3rd, 2004 06:23 pmAfter archery I moved into my temporary home. It took about two hours with the generous help of Gareth and Jason, not that I had a lot to move (we filled two small cars and only made one trip). Now I am living in the SAIT residence until my home becomes available. It's a bachelor suite with it's own kitchen and bathroom. The bed is a single, which is just a wee bit too short for my frame.
Living with Gareth, Lisa, Kirin and Kris had its ups and downs, but overall I enjoyed it. On the plus side was the company, which was pleasant (though everyone has off days, including me). There was one absolutely unforgivable sin by the residents though. I don't know who was responsible for this heinous crime (I have my suspicions) but trust me when I say that it would drive anyone to point of contemplating murder. The crime? Nobody ever replaced the toilet paper in the toilet paper roller. Why they don't do it is a mystery to me - I mean, it's not like your hands are busy elsewhere while you're taking a dump. There's the empty roll, and you've already gone to the trouble of reaching above your head into the cupboard to grab a new roll, but instead of swapping out old for new you just put the new roll down onto the counter. Baffling.
The only other downside was the toxic atmosphere of the laundry room (a mixture of dryer lint and mildew from the many floods, I've smelt it before) - though I really only have myself to blame there.
Didn't unpack as I had to run. I did note the strategic lack of toilet paper and vowed to deal with the situation before returning.
On the way out Gareth saw a blonde hottie in a little black dress that literally stunned him. After recovering he congratulated me on my good choice in accommodations. I wish I could take credit for blonde hotties at SAIT, but it's not like I had anything to do with it.
Living with Gareth, Lisa, Kirin and Kris had its ups and downs, but overall I enjoyed it. On the plus side was the company, which was pleasant (though everyone has off days, including me). There was one absolutely unforgivable sin by the residents though. I don't know who was responsible for this heinous crime (I have my suspicions) but trust me when I say that it would drive anyone to point of contemplating murder. The crime? Nobody ever replaced the toilet paper in the toilet paper roller. Why they don't do it is a mystery to me - I mean, it's not like your hands are busy elsewhere while you're taking a dump. There's the empty roll, and you've already gone to the trouble of reaching above your head into the cupboard to grab a new roll, but instead of swapping out old for new you just put the new roll down onto the counter. Baffling.
The only other downside was the toxic atmosphere of the laundry room (a mixture of dryer lint and mildew from the many floods, I've smelt it before) - though I really only have myself to blame there.
Didn't unpack as I had to run. I did note the strategic lack of toilet paper and vowed to deal with the situation before returning.
On the way out Gareth saw a blonde hottie in a little black dress that literally stunned him. After recovering he congratulated me on my good choice in accommodations. I wish I could take credit for blonde hotties at SAIT, but it's not like I had anything to do with it.