Girl Talk Thursday is a weekly discussion of things our guys don’t want to talk about so we talk to our girls.
This week’s topic: roommates. I think it’s supposed to be roommate horror stories, but I’d rather talk about the good times I had.
I’ve had many roommates in my life. There was my sister and my brother when we shared a room for a few years when we were little. Then we moved and my brother got his own room leaving just me and my sister until we moved again and we had the wonderful privilege of spending our teen years in separate rooms (wise choice Mom & Dad!).
Then college. With the exception of my freshman year, all wonderful girls who I had a fabulous time with. But there’s one group of girls that stands out in mind. Maybe because we took a leap of faith when we decided to live together in a city where none of us knew anyone. Regardless, we had a ton of fun.
The girls I lived with in Boston were an entertaining group. Two came from the Midwest and the other girl and myself from Texas . Prior to moving to Boston , we had only met each other for a weekend of apartment hunting.
In the name of getting to know each other and our new neighborhood, we decided to visit some of the local bars. Much later, after a few bars and many drinks, we stumbled home giggling.
As we walked up the stairs, we wondered about the guys that lived in the apartment below us. My fellow Texan decided we should meet them. So she knocked on the door and walked right into the apartment when the door was opened. So it was that we met the guys that lived below us. And five years later, one of my roommates married one of those guys.
Then there was Computer Guy. My roommate’s window had a perfect view of the apartment across the alley from us. Computer Guy sat at his computer. That’s pretty much what he was doing every time we saw him in his apartment. Until…
One night while enjoying midnight margaritas and a movie, she was walking into her room when she noticed Computer Guy having sex. We quickly made another pitcher of margaritas and took the popcorn into her room to watch the other show. What? Sex with windows open is begging for an audience.