Since moving into my dorm, I’ve learned a thing or two. Usually, when I tell people I live on the 11th floor of Martin (a dorm that’s been around since what feels like the beginning of Ole Miss), I get a reaction along the lines of, “Oh wow, the 11th floor? What made you want to live there?”
While I have definitely met some of the most awesome people on my floor, and have had a lot of fun times with my hallmates, there are a few times where I also think “What did make me want to live here?”. The other night, the electricity was supposed to go out in the building… meaning I had to take the stairs. This was one of those times where I questioned my judgment of living in this building, rather than a building with, say, 4 floors. Allow me to enlighten you with some thoughts I’ve had while staying on the 11th floor.
The view is so nice from up here!
One of the few incentives to live on the top floor… the view! It’s especially pretty right now, with all of the changing leaves. I can always scope out how many parking spots there are, and even see some of the sorority houses.
That dreaded moment when you hear the elevators dropped multiple floors... again.
After hearing this for the first time about two days after move-in, I just accepted my imminent Tower of Terror death that was soon coming. With how often it happens, I know it’s not a matter of if, but when.
Hearing the dreaded, "the elevators aren't working right now"
The one phrase that no one on the 11th floor wants to hear. What can I say though- we do get our exercise up here on the 11th floor!
Deciding it's time to take the stairs
*Starts treacherous journey up 11 flights of stairs*
Stopping once you get to flight 5
Everyone’s got to take a break at some point… but you probably realized that you are out of shape at this point. Your calves are burning but it’s no big deal!
Hearing an odd noise around flight 7
This creepy noise, *whatever it may be*, definitely makes you run a little faster up to your room. Just don’t let the thoughts of what the weird noise was infiltrate your mind too much
Getting to call your beloved floor, the ~Penthouse~
These jokes never stop. Not even 3 months in. But hey, what other floor gets to say that?
