Paranoid delusions
So I went to knock on my friend’s dorm room (her name is Vanessa) to ask if she could give me a ride to class in about an hour, and as I knocked on her door she said: “I’m getting dressed, Liz.” She obviously thought I was ‘Liz,’ and her tone of voice led me to believe that she had just talked to ‘Liz’ over text and she was a bit peeved that Liz came over so soon after she had just told her that she had to get dressed. So, I awkwardly walked away and decided to wait about half an hour to come back.
Half an hour later, I knock on the door quietly and hear only silence in return. Darn, I think to myself. I guess she already got dressed and left with ‘Liz.’ I knocked again, a little bit louder this time. No reply. Once more, I knock-this time loudly. A female voice answers: “Who is it?” It is a female voice, but I can tell that it isn’t Vanessa’s voice: it must be ‘Liz.’
“I’m looking for Vanessa,” I replied.
“She isn’t here; she went to church,” the female voice said. By this time I am absolutely certain that the person speaking is Liz.
“Okay, thanks a lot,” I replied. Flabbergasted, I stand there for a moment, and then walk away chuckling. Both Vanessa and Liz were obviously in the room, and from the time they heard me knocking they waited in silence hoping I would go away. But after I kept knocking, Vanessa probably whispered to Liz, telling her to speak through the door and tell me that she had left for church. Give me a break, Vanessa’s car is still in the parking lot; I really doubt she went to church. And if she did go to church, why would Liz stay in her dorm room? Liz has her own dorm room: she would have no need to stay in Vanessa’s room.
I can’t wait until next week; I am totally going to grill Vanessa, asking her how church was, where it took place, who she went with, if she often let’s people stay in her dorm room for no apparent reason while she goes to church. Then I will come straight out and ask her if she was in the room.
That was a very disheartening experience, but I have learned from it that I needn’t let other people bother me: they are all insane.