I’ve had an egg craving all day. Instead of calling my mom (which I have done before), I asked my roommate to help me hard-boil some eggs. Her response was, “Are you serious?” Followed by an offer to just make me a fried egg sandwich.
Sometimes being clueless pays off. However, she is the first of my roommates (from college to Oxford Houses) to ever make me a sandwich. While my former roommates never whipped me up anything in the kitchen, they all played a part in helping me to the point in my life that I am.
So, we’ll call it even.
Annelise Tarnowski, “Well fuck Clay Atkin…except he wouldn’t cause he’s not into that.”
Me, “Wait, so you’ve never skipped a class in college?”
Riley Brady, “Well I slept through a class once but it ended up being cancelled, so I just felt like Jesus that day.”
Jen Evans, “I need to find somebody older–35, single, NOT gay, good looking. Where are you?”
If this tasty sandwich is any indication then I can already tell these roommates are going to be just as memorable.