Feb 04, 2006 19:53
I just got back from a horse show and I'm rather exhausted both physically and mentally. (Pretty much I hate shows, but that's a story for another day.) What I really want to to do is collapse in my bed, but alas I have to write a paper for barn lab. Erng.
Last night I was talking to my friend who works at Runyan Desk (the student events/info place) and her co-worker was going through the ID cards in the lost and found.
Runyan Desk Worker: Who is this girl? I've never seen her. Maybe she's new? And her card isn't messed up yet.
me: Whoa! She lives in my room!
RDW: As in she's your roommate?
me: No, my old room, that's the extension number. (there was a sticky note with the extension on it)
RDW (calling the number): Hmm, that doesn't sound like her name on the voicemail...
me: Oh, that's not suprising, my old roommate never put my name on the voicemail when I lived there.
RDW: (calling back) Hey, this is Runyan Desk. I'm trying to reach ______. Does she live here? Because if she does, don't you think you should put her name on the voicemail? Anyway, if she's there, she should come get her ID, because we have it.
I think that is suitable revenge.