The subject rolled around to pornography, and Tim suggested popping one of his tapes in and watching it. Tim was a slender, short guy with a button nose and an engaging, open personality. We'd been drinking beer and talking story for about an hour, and I was wondering what the heck his previous roomie had found so objectionable about him. If you don't mind that - I'll fill out the paperwork.'įriday night, after hours of studying, I was sitting with my new roommate, Tim, on the bottom half of a bunk bed, which doubled as the couch in our cramped narrow dorm room. My RA narrowed his eyes, studying me, and then shrugged. You catch my drift?'īeing a naïve kid from a hick town, I totally missed his meaning. His first roommate requested a transfer out, which is why there's this opening.' 'We've got an opening in a real quiet dorm, Harry. My Resident Assistant said this would be difficult, since all the dorm rooms in the men's complex were occupied, but a few days later, on a Wednesday, he called me into his room. It was almost impossible to study in the rowdy, hard-partying dorm I started out in - I needed a quieter dorm, and a roommate without an electric guitar and a well-used bong. Late in the first semester of my freshman year at college, I decided I needed a new dorm roommate.
