Hatred of roommate
So, yes!
"Hey, going down to Liz's room - 117. I don't have my key, so please don't lock the door, okay? 117 - right down the hall. Come get me or something if you need to."
"kay."
I just walked down to my room to get my student ID and coat and shoes to go to dinner. My roommate is missing. The door is locked.
The RAs will charge me to open the door. 5$ to TURN A KEY. The sad thing is, I don't have that kinda of money on me, and they require payment on key-turning.
The cafeteria won't let me in without my ID. You used to be able to give them your ssnumber, but they've axed that for this semester. I don't know why.
Even if they did... It's 20 degrees out. It's snowing, icy, slushy, cold... I'm in a t-shirt. The only footwear I have is my clogs.
It's a damn good thing I have my laptop, or my roommate would have a lot of shit to listen to when she comes back.
She's taken four hours to eat dinner before.
I'd better be back in my room before 10, or there will be bloody hell.