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midnight callings story......

Posted by JudyS on 7/11/01 at 21:00 (052879)

OK here goes; several years ago one of my husband's teammates found himself without home, job or car so we offered him a place to stay for awhile - 90 days to be exact (I'd always heard you had to set a time limit up front). As my husband is a college counselor and I work in career services, we had lots of resources for him. He stayed in a spare room off our downstairs rec room. His choice. But the builders of this house failed to install a restroom downstairs so we gave him exclusive access, from outside, to a bathroom off our service porch. One morning, at the halfway mark, I was driving him to what I thought was a career services appt. (we didn't know then that he was actually spending his time at one of the local reservation casinos...). We had a nice talk and I later called my husband at work and suggested we let him stay longer because his time limit would have run out right at Christmas time. A few hours later I was in his room downstairs because it contains some storage closets that I'd told him I would need to access. The room smelled awful and I assumed it was the usual single-male-can't-keep-things-clean-smells-like-a-locker room syndrom. But as I rummaged in the closet the odor was too much and I had to think that it was more than just the usual so I tracked it down.........to a 2-litre soda bottle in a corner that was chock-full of, well, pee! Yuk! I was astounded, flabbergasted and really angry! I called hubby back and told him to forget my earlier suggestion!
That story is now folklore in our baseball league.....and when people there meet us they say 'oh......so YOU'RE the ones!'.
And our temporary border has sinced 'roomed' with several other teammates!

Re: midnight callings story......

Nancy N on 7/11/01 at 21:14 (052881)

Oh, Judy, that is too funny--though I'm so sorry to hear that your generosity was taken so lightly. Do you still see this guy, or is it just the legend that keeps coming back to haunt you?

When I was a senior in college, I had a room on what was supposed to be a 'substance-free' hall. Substances included alcohol and tobacco, among others (and the whole thing was poorly executed, since half the hall signed up for the substance-free hall, and the other half hadn't, but I digress!). We had one guy on the substance-free end of the hall who didn't know anyone else, didn't make any effort to know anyone else and bordered on anti-social if you were one of his co-residents. Rumor had it that he was filthy rich, so maybe we weren't 'good enough' for him. And he smoked like a chimney. It was horrible, especially for those of us who had thought we'd be living in a place where smoke would not be an issue! Anyway, when we finally got the housing folks to kick him out, we found 12-oz soda bottles in his room that had been used for the same purpose as the one you found. I guess he literally didn't want anything to do with anyone on the hall, even when it came to sharing a bathroom...!

Re: midnight callings story......

Nancy N on 7/11/01 at 21:14 (052881)

Oh, Judy, that is too funny--though I'm so sorry to hear that your generosity was taken so lightly. Do you still see this guy, or is it just the legend that keeps coming back to haunt you?

When I was a senior in college, I had a room on what was supposed to be a 'substance-free' hall. Substances included alcohol and tobacco, among others (and the whole thing was poorly executed, since half the hall signed up for the substance-free hall, and the other half hadn't, but I digress!). We had one guy on the substance-free end of the hall who didn't know anyone else, didn't make any effort to know anyone else and bordered on anti-social if you were one of his co-residents. Rumor had it that he was filthy rich, so maybe we weren't 'good enough' for him. And he smoked like a chimney. It was horrible, especially for those of us who had thought we'd be living in a place where smoke would not be an issue! Anyway, when we finally got the housing folks to kick him out, we found 12-oz soda bottles in his room that had been used for the same purpose as the one you found. I guess he literally didn't want anything to do with anyone on the hall, even when it came to sharing a bathroom...!