The Happy Sunday

Astor College's Residence Hall

Kevin and I went downtown to exchange some crappy Troma DVDs for stuff like Ping Pong. On the way home, while walking up Charlotte Street, we heard two girls shout:

"HEY YOU!"

We knew that it was with us because there was nobody else on the street.

"HELLO THERE! HAVE A HAPPY SUNDAY!"

We started laughing, but we didn't stop to look up and try to find them.

"I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR US!"

Kevin took a quick peek at the gray building but the windows were the kind that only opened at the bottom: impossible to tell who was inside those rooms.

"BYE!"

When we reached the end of the block, I stopped and had a look at the building. I couldn't figure out at first if it was a psychiatric ward, an office or what. It took me a couple of minutes to realize that it was a student's residence hall.