I walked into my roommates bedroom to get some aspirin from his medicine cabinet in the bathroom, when I noticed his laptop was on and a widow was still up. He wasn’t home, so I thought I’d take a look to see what he was up to. I know, I should respect his privacy and all that stuff, but I’m curious, really, I am. He hasn’t been home for a few days. Maybe there’s a clue as to why. I knew he was doing some type of research for his Master’s Thesis, something to do with what the power of intention’s have on the PH balance of water. But, that isn’t the information showing up in the open window on his laptop screen; it was about all kinds of travel tips for New York and something to do with a New York USA Hotel. Hmmm…obviously a decoy. Since we live in Kansas. I reduced that window and viola’, there was his research paper. So, why was his laptop here, not with him and where the heck was he?
I don’t know him too well, he’s only been my roommate for about 3 months. My boyfriend, Brian, left me for another woman, a co-worker. He moved out on me in one day. As he was walking out the door with the Ipod I bought him, I told him he was still on the lease, so he needs to keep up his half of the rent. He didn’t even look back at me and he said, “Sue me.” That was that, no words of apology, no ‘take care babe…it’s been great while it lasted’. Nothing.
Bill, that’s my new roommate, answered my ‘roommate needed immediately’ add I posted on Craig’s List. I told him that I just needed a roommate for 9 months cause the least will be up and I plan to move back home to stay with my ailing parents. The truth be told, my parents aren’t ailing, but I need the comforts of home to lick my gaping open wounds of Brian. That was cool with Bill, he told me he just needs a place to research his Thesis in quiet and he’ll be getting his Master’s before nine months, so this set up will be perfect for him.
I was just about to start reading the beginnings of his Thesis when I hear a distinct ‘a-hem’ directly behind me.
‘Bill’, I said, ‘Ha…I er um …I just came in for some aspirin’, and I stood up from his desk with laptop and started to exit his room all red-faced and apologetic when he said, ‘Oh, I don’t have any aspirin. I used the last ones a few days ago’, then he shuffled his feet and scratched his head. He looked over at the laptop and back at me.
‘Sorry’, he added as I was out past his bedroom door. I stopped and turned to him, ‘No problem’, I said, ‘But, next time, I would appreciate it if you’d let me know when you’ve used up the last of the aspirin, cause I can put that on my grocery list.’
‘Sorry’, he said.
Hmm…Bill’s apologizing to me. That’s a quality I just might consider staying in Kansas a little longer. A good quality in boyfriend material.