A scene from 1989: I'm talking with a friend at our high school graduation party.
Me: So, you think you'll end up on a quiet dorm floor at college?
Friend: Yeah, I requested a quiet floor. So, there's a good chance I'll either end up on the same floor you're on--or I'll decide to rush.
Me: A fraternity? (look of mild disgust) I thought you were above that sort of thing.
Friend (starting to laugh:) Well, thanks. That makes me feel great!
If someone told me such news today, I wouldn't respond so bluntly. Years later, though, I still think those are odd, polar opposite alternatives. It's kind of like saying, "I can't decide whether to become a monk or open a casino in Vegas."
