Camp Counselors

I worked at a summer camp where the staff worked and lived together during the summers. I had to share close quarters with my roommate who was very sweet, but socially unaware. D slept on the top bunk and whenever she would get up in the mornings, instead of climbing down the ladder, she would just jump off the bed. And she is not graceful, so I would constantly be awoken to a sound similar to that of an elephant falling to the floor. For some unknown reason, she did not bring her cell phone or an alarm clock to the camp, so she began asking to use my phone as an alarm clock. Letting her borrow my cell phone was okay at first, until she began to take advantage of my generosity and kept taking my cell phone from my bedside table whenever she wanted. She kept it in bed with her when she needed it and then neglected to put it back.

D could not contain her belongings. Her hair products and makeup were strewn all over the sink counter, she would leave her fallen hair in the sink and she spilled globs of liquid concealer in the sink and wouldn’t clean it. She would literally kick her shoes off in the air and wherever they landed is where she left them. I would keep finding her clothes, especially her dirty socks, under my bed and mixed in with my clothes. While packing my things to go home, I found an armful of her clothes mixed in with mine and even after trying desperately to separate our belongings, I ended up finding one of her socks in my suitcase days later. It is still on my shelf as a memory of the most unaware roommate I have ever had.