God likes me?
So I thought to myself, "I need scotch tape. ... I'll get some downstairs."
So I went downstairs, positive I was going to come back to my dorm room with scotch tape.
I walk up to the desk assistant. "D'you have any scotch tape?"
"Sorry, no..."
"Aw, thanks anyway. Shoot, where am I gonna get some scotch tape????" I say half-jokingly, walking from the lobby into the computer lab. None there, either. I still am not giving back.
Walking back into the lobby I see a guy I've seen around campus sitting there watching television.
I accost him (in my accustomed joking manner): "Give me scotch tape."
"I don't have any."
"Yes, you do."
"... oh, you're right, I do. I have some in my car."
Right at that point his girlfriend walks out of the dorm into the lobby. We walk out to his nice 1970s car, he gives me a roll.
I thank him and promise to return it, and return to my room.