Mommy, Wake up! There's a Strange Shopping Cart In My Room!
So yesterday morning I woke up and as I walked over to turn off my alarm clock, I was blocked by a strange shopping cart, which was sitting in the middle of my/our dorm room. I was so confused. Who, What, When, Where, and...WHY? Was I dreaming? I was so puzzled as to why a shopping cart would be in between John's bed and my own. Then I noticed that it had some of John's bags and other shit inside it. Later that day, John explained that he had brought the shopping cart in late last night when he and some people went to Target to shop. Apparently they didn't want to have to carry all their bags a long distance. The question of why the cart had been taken into our dorm, up the elevator, through the hall, and then into our room was avoided. He said something like he was going to take it out soon. Later last night it was still there. Still gross. Still big. Still rusty. I brought a group of freinds over to see the oddity and we took lots of photos, many with people inside. Some of us even took the shopping cart on an adventure around campus. Shh, don't tell my roommate...actually tell him, he's the fucker that brought it in to begin with! So as of today, the shopping cart is gone. However, John says that he and our next-door neighbor David, who is pledging the same fraternity as John, are keeping the cart and are switching off days. So every other day I'm supposed to accept that my small dorm room will be cramped with a huge, dirty shopping cart? Apparently, they are keeping it because it has something to do with the frat's "Hell Week". Again, John was vague in the logic and reasoning behind this and I was too flustered to ask him twenty questions. What to do? What to do?