So, random… I know. Anyway, my sophomore year I lived in the sorority house and I had THE BEST ROOM. We had french doors onto the balcony, it was… amazing. Well about a month into it, a hurricane hits and guess who’s room gets destroyed?
Well I get relocated to the guest room downstairs.
No walking space.
Crawling over my bed to get to the bathroom.
My “Private Bathroom” is really just the, “I’m home at 3am and need to pee bathroom”. Consequently if I or the previous user forgot to unlock the door they would come crawling over my bed to use the bathroom. Did you NOTICE the white comforter?
8 am class mixed with 3 am heart-to-hearts with anyone coming home at 3am.
Some unidentified source (most likely mold) making me ridiculously sick from the moment I moved in there.
I moved out after a month.
And my sickness was gone within a week.