The Toilet Paper Debacle

The Toilet Paper Debacle

I never thought I would have to go through something like this...

Come and have a seat while I tell you a story; a story about the time Judson ran out of toilet paper. It was a rather frustrating experience, but makes for a quite humorous story. It all started on a crisp fall evening…

My roommate Jenny and I were in our dorm room doing homework like a normal weeknight, and we both took a break to talk, or watch funny videos, or something like that. Then we got an email…an email that changed everything. Our floor was going through toilet paper too quickly, and the solution that our RA’s came up with was to start rationing it out. We would get two rolls at the beginning of the week, and if we needed more before the next week, we had to find one of them, and we would be given one more roll.

After reading this, I was appalled, and Jenny was livid. At the time, there was three people living in our room, and we had been going through toilet paper rather quickly, and it’s not like we were using it the wrong way either. We were using it the way we were supposed to, and we definitely went through more than two rolls a week. We knew we had to do something, so Jenny grabbed her backpack and we set off on a toilet paper hunt.

We started by going one floor up, and if I remember correctly, they were all out too. We started texting all our friends who lived in different dorms, asking if they had any toilet paper we could snag. It was about 10:00 or 10:30 at night, so they were probably a little confused as to why we were asking about toilet paper, but we were on a mission.

First, we went to the freshman girls’ dorm, and they had four rolls left in the entire building, so we only took one. We decided not to go to the guys’ dorm, or the upperclassmen’s dorm because it was getting late. We headed back to our dorm with only one roll of toilet paper to show for ourselves. Then I had an idea.

The building we live in has seven floors, and only the top three are dorm rooms. The first three floors consist of classrooms, offices, and meeting rooms, and the fourth floor, well, no one really knows what goes on there. I’m pretty sure it’s haunted. Anyway, we started by going to the bathrooms on first floor, which are public, and checked for extra toilet paper. We discovered that they replace the rolls before they’re used up, and just leave the remaining half or quarter of the previous roll sitting on top of the dispenser. Those were easy for us to take, and there was one in almost every stall! And guess what we found in the second and third floor bathrooms? That’s right, more half-rolls of toilet paper!

By the time we got back to our room, Jenny’s backpack was full of fifteen half or quarter rolls of toilet paper, and we knew that with that stash we would be set for at least a week, so we were satisfied. I was still a little agitated about the fact that we have to pay about a squillion dollars for tuition to this school, which covers toilet paper, and we were still suffering a shortage. Since we’ve been back from break there hasn’t been an issue; our bathroom is fully stocked. However, this whole debacle makes quite the story, and I have a feeling I will be telling it for years to come.

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To The Nursing Major During The Hardest Week Of The Year

I know that no grade can possibly prove what kind of nurse you will be. I know that no assignment will showcase your compassion. I know that no amount of bad days will ever take away the empathy inside of you that makes you an exceptional nurse.


To the Nursing Major During Finals Week,

I know you're tired, I know you're stressed, and I know you feel like you can't go on. I know that no part of this seems fair, and I know you are by far the biggest critic of yourself. I know that you've thought about giving up. I know that you feel alone. I know that you wonder why in the world you chose one of the hardest college majors, especially on the days it leaves you feeling empty and broken.

But, I also know that you love nursing school. I know your eyes light up when you're with patients, and I know your heart races when you think of graduation. I know that you love the people that you're in school with, like truly, we're-all-in-this-together, family type of love. I know that you look at the older nurses with admiration, just hoping and praying that you will remain that calm and composed one day. I know that every time someone asks what your college major is that you beam with pride as you tell them it's nursing, and I know that your heart skips a beat knowing that you are making a difference.

I know that no grade can possibly prove what kind of nurse you will be. I know that no assignment will showcase your compassion. I know that a failed class doesn't mean you aren't meant to do this. I know that a 'C' on a test that you studied so. dang. hard. for does not mean that you are not intelligent. I know that no amount of bad days will ever take away the empathy inside of you that makes you an exceptional nurse.

I know that nursing school isn't fair. I know you wish it was easier. I know that some days you can't remember why it's worth it. I know you want to go out and have fun. I know that staying up until 1:00 A.M. doing paperwork, only to have to be up and at clinicals before the sun rises is not fair. I know that studying this much only to be failing the class is hard. I know you wish your friends and family understood. I know that this is difficult.

Nursing school isn't glamorous, with the white lab coat and stethoscope. Nursing school is crying, randomly and a lot. Nursing school is exhaustion. Nursing school is drinking so much coffee that you lose track. Nursing school is being so stressed that you can't eat. Nursing school is four cumulative finals jam-packed into one week that is enough to make you go insane.

But, nursing school is worth it. I know that when these assignments are turned in and finals are over, that you will find the motivation to keep going. I know that one good day of making a difference in a patient's life is worth a hundred bad days of nursing school.

Keep hanging in there, nursing majors. It'll all be worth it— this I know, for sure.

So, if you have a nursing major in your life, hug them and tell them that you're proud of them. Nursing school is tough, nursing school is scary, and nursing school is overwhelming; but a simple 'thank-you' from someone we love is all we need to keep going.


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To The High School Graduating Seniors

I know you're ready, but be ready.



I am not going to say anything about senioritis because I was ready to get out of there and I'm sure you are too; however, in your last months living at home you should take advantage of the luxuries you will not have in a college dorm. The part of college seen in movies is great, the rest of it is incredibly inconvenient. It is better to come to terms with this While you still have plenty of time to prepare and enjoy yourself.

Perhaps one of the most annoying examples is the shower. Enjoy your hot, barefoot showers now because soon enough you will have no water pressure and a drain clogged with other people's hair. Enjoy touching your feet to the floor in the shower and the bathroom because though it seems weird, it's a small thing taken away from you in college when you have to wear shoes everywhere.

Enjoy your last summer with your friends. After this summer, any free time you take is a sacrifice. For example, if you want to go home for the summer after your freshman year and be with your friends, you have to sacrifice an internship. If you sacrifice an internship, you risk falling behind on your resume, and so on. I'm not saying you can't do that, but it is not an easy choice anymore.

Get organized. If you're like me you probably got good grades in high school by relying on your own mind. You think I can remember what I have to do for tomorrow. In college, it is much more difficult to live by memory. There are classes that only meet once or twice a week and meeting and appointments in between that are impossible to mentally keep straight. If you do not yet have an organizational system that works for you, get one.

I do not mean to sound pessimistic about school. College is great and you will meet a lot of people and make a lot of memories that will stick with you for most of your life. I'm just saying be ready.

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