Gyp, (myself) was doing laundry last night, and saw a pile of clean laundry sitting on the table. This is a common happening. There are only so many dryers, and people forget their stuff is in there, and the rest of us need to do laundry before break too. It is sort of an accepted, humbling annoyance. BUT. What set this particular mound apart was that someone had written the forgetful student a note, on a page torn out of a notebook. It read:
"Dear dryer user,
I'm sorry I had to be that person and take your stuff out of the dryer. Let's still be friends. Okay, good."
1. There is no way on earth the person knew whose stuff it was. Yet they are desirous that they have no hard feelings towards them.
2. This just personifies Minnesota Nice to me. Of course, at the U, there is more than a chance that they are NOT from Minnesota. We do rub off on people though.
3.I want to go to the witch hat tower. (capt'n....)
Signed, Gyp.
P.S. you should all read Keats. He made my empty-cafeteria breakfast this morning quite delightful.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
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