Find a Friend

First, I want to take a moment of silence for the closing of China Wine.  No one knows the real reason why it closed and if it ever will re-open but thank god we got one last run at it because who knows if we will ever get another classic China Wine experience.

Now to the important stuff.  The beginning of this story dates back to August.  In August we all moved into this hell hole of an apartment and within two days the landlord lost the master keys.  Speed up to this week.  The locks to the gates had been changed when the landlord lost the keys, but for some reason no one cared enough to change our front door locks.  Thanks for caring if we get robbed Fordham.  So this week, almost five months later, they decided it was unsafe for our locks not to of been changed.  We all went to go get our new keys as the lock had been changed on Wednesday.  Our keys worked fine until Friday when we got our deadbolt fixed.  Around noon we called to get the bolt fixed and until about nine at night our keys worked just fine.

We all went our separate ways for the night and expected our keys to work when we got home that night.  Chloe was the first one home and tried her keys.  The door wouldn't budge.  Helga made her way home minutes after and her keys wouldn't open the door either.  The security guard's keys couldn't unlock the door either so they decided to call Fordham security.  Security kept saying that they would come and help us but two hours past and there was no sign of security.  Chloe called Marta and I asking for our keys and still no ones keys would open the door.

By about midnight we were all sitting in the hallway waiting to gain entrance into our own apartment.  We called Fordham security one last time and they told us to "go find a friend and stay there because we can't open your door tonight".  You're kidding right?  Fordham security prevents us from having sleepovers when we want to, but when they want us to its all okay and acceptable.  Cool.  So now we are all stuck outside our apartment and have to find somewhere to stay.

We called one of our friends that lives off campus and they let as all shack up with them for the night.  Yeah, all seven housewives.  They did not know what they had just agreed to.  They all had to give us something to sleep in, somewhere to sleep, and half of us wanted something to eat.  This all felt like the most annoying and horrible thing at the time, but when we got to our friends' apartment it turned into the most fun night I have had all semester.  Having a "sleepover" with this many people is bound to be very entertaining and it was.  We all crawled into a small twin bed and talked nonsense for hours.  In the end, thanks Fordham security for being assholes and hanging us out to dry, I appreciate it.