Why Now?

For the past two days, the internet service at Ross crapped out because they were conducting some repairs. The timing was off because I had a final paper to finish for my history class and I had to download the questions and send the finished paper via email to my professor. It was a good thing I helped my friend move in early into GK because I had to camp out at his room to use the internet. I usually am able to use the internet while working the desk but I wasn't scheduled to work that day. I realized how dependent I am on the Internet. I shop online, interact socially with my friends, communicate with my class and entertain myself. Hmm...I think I should read a book instead tonight.

Anyways, tonight will be my last night working that particular shift in GK; the 8pm to 12am shift. I used to hate that shift because it meant having to do rounds at 11pm and over the summer when there were few people living there, it was creepy. Recently, I had a change of heart; it's my favorite shift of the day and I've been enjoying myself working that shift. It helped that certain events over the past week managed to change my perceptions of that shift.

Recently, I've been getting aquainted...sort of...with one of the football coaches. It helps that he's only about 25 or so, good looking, dark haired and not married (I think). Every night when I do my rounds, he will also be on his rounds to check up on the players and we usually see each other in the hall. He stopped by the desk once to chit chat for a little while and ever since, we acknowledge each other when we see the other. The last two shifts I had at the desk, he came by to wish me a good night before heading off to sleep and the front desk is a little out of the way from where the footballers live so I'd like to think he does it on purpose. Last night, along with the usual goodnight, he asked for my name and introduced himself as Marco.

I was in a terrible mood last night because some of the football and soccer players were throwing their weight around with me and I had no patience for that sort of behaviour. To make matters worse, I had a double shift from 8pm to 4am and it didn't help knowning that I will be stuck at the desk for 8 hours. My mood did improve over the course of the night for obvious reasons but the sad thing is that today will be my last night working that shift and tomorrow will be my last day working. Because of that, my friend is egging me on to try and get him to give me his number...and vice versa but I don't know if it will work. As such, special measures have to be taken into account and implemented tonight at work. I wonder how things will turn out...only tonight will tell.