Shortly after moving into the dormitory and meeting our suit mates, the horrors began for my roommate Alyssa and me. Sharing one bathroom with two other girls is no treat. Suddenly, one of the girls started forgetting to unlock our side of the bathroom when she would leave. Picking the lock was the only choice, and as someone could imagine, this soon turned into a hassle.

One fateful night, Alyssa and I went to Flip Kitchen and grabbed the infamous pepperoni pizza quesadilla before heading back to our dorm to study for our biology exam. All was well in the world; we even ate ice cream sandwiches that we kept in our freezer for dessert. As the night went on, there was a change in the atmosphere. A scholarly mindset was no longer an option as my stomach began to move around sporadically.

I said to Alyssa, “I have to go to the bathroom, but this exam is really important, and I am almost done with this assignment.”

I suppressed the rumbling and proceeded to finish my assignment before moving on to the next one. Then all at once, it hit me like a semi-truck. Jumping down from my bed and rushing to the bathroom, I tried to twist the knob, but it was locked!

Not realizing the girl was in the bathroom, I began pounding on the door and said, “PLEASE! Let me in! I have the bubble guts!”

Suddenly, she quickly unlocks the door and swiftly swings it open towards my face. Alyssa and I burst into uncontrollable laughter for what felt like minutes before I could manage to walk into the bathroom and close the door behind me.

Shortly after this incident, Flip Kitchen removed the pepperoni pizza quesadilla from their menu. I do not know why, and I did not dare ask. All I know is that that experience was both traumatically embarrassing and irrationally hilarious. To this day, the bathroom door stays unlocked every time I try to open it.