Almost anyone who has stayed in a college dorm has memories of wild and unusual things that happened. I believe the strangest time for me was when a middle-aged woman wandered into my building one night. Girls started whispering and running through the halls, saying that a crazy woman was in the dorm. I caught a glimpse of her, and she seemed passive, just walking quietly, not paying attention to anyone.
Although everyone was alarmed that a stranger was in-house, some decided to make a joke out of it, and I even saw several crowded together in a phone booth, as if they were trying to hide. Someone must have seen a hospital bracelet on her arm, since I started hearing that she had come from a mental ward. (That didn’t help me to feel any better about the situation.)
I stayed in my room most of the time, which was right next to most of the action, but I later heard stories about everything that transpired. The most amusing concerned our elderly dorm mother, who had her own suite near my room. She was relaxing on her chaise lounge, eating crackers and watching television, when the woman came in and stood over her. Later our dorm mother told some girls, “After I left . . .”
That’s probably when the authorities were called, then someone finally came and helped the woman get back where she belonged. Everyone seemed to think it was hilarious, but now I take it all more seriously–not just for the safety of girls in the dorm, but for the woman and whatever her problem was. I’m glad no one was hurt, and that there were no real problems. It was an exciting night we’ll all remember. Just leave it to a group of college girls to get fun out of an otherwise worrisome situation.