The occupants of one such room I pass seems to use vodka bottles as their chief decorating medium. There is a little shelf above the stove and counter. In our room, we keep things like coffee, salt, pepper, Pam no-stick spray, and natural/organic dish washing liquid (because we are the environmentally friendly/awesome college student-type). On theirs, the occupants of this other room keep four or five empty vodka bottles. I could walk down there to count, but that would change my creeper status from “apparently a creeper or something” to “definitely a creeper”. On their windowsill – where one might cool a (very small) fresh-baked pie –
I’m not here to put down their lifestyle, for the most part. I don’t drink – I’m only 19 and I’ve recently been tagged as “The Good Little Church Girl” in one of them facebook tag-your-friends thing –
but I don’t usually have a problem with other people’s habits, especially if I don’t know anything about them.
I do, however, have a problem was the two bottles that are each three quarters full. Why crack open a new bottle of vodka when you’re not done with the first one? That’s just wasteful.
I was going to end this with a hilariously witty “There are sober children in” some developing land region, but couldn’t decide which one. So I did a google search to find out the people the mom in A Christmas Story used to guilt Randy into eating. So far as I can tell, she said “starving people would be happy to have that,”
but I couldn’t find any specific land region where those people are from.
I did, however, discover a T-shirt that said “Finish your beer. There are sober kids in India.”
Man, I feel original. What other hilariously witty things did I “make up” that have been around for ages? Do other people know that I’m horribly unoriginal?
Just a couple days ago, my dad and I came up with the “sporfe” – spoon, fork and knife in one – only to find out that it already exists.
This has been a humbling weekend.