rewebster said:
oh--turbo--you were the spider man to those un-suspecting fly women in garden web raised bed
Sometimes, all it would take is to visit the room of a friend or acquaintance that had a decent stereo, some non-perishable foods, and some nice house-plants to help relieve the homesickness of girls who had left home only to face the bare, institutional rooms of a public college. Giving them plants made me feel better and it made them feel better about being away from home.
I was a chem-E student and my room was not a hot-bed of party activity, especially since on Friday and Saturday nights, I was usually playing frat parties so I had enough money to eat all week without dipping into my savings. Forced on-campus housing for freshmen was a racket for the university. I could have gotten an apartment and bought and cooked all my own food (and eaten a hell of a lot better!) for a lot less than it cost me to live on campus that first year. When I got an apartment, the ladies across the street gave me a key to their apartment within a week or so. It's pretty amazing what an impression a skinny long-distance runner made on a couple of drop-dead gorgeous ladies (smart, too) with some home-cooked meals, gifts of house-plants, and a willingness to drop in and check on their critters. One of them lost a boyfriend over me - we were just friends, and she wasn't willing to throw me over to satisfy an insecure guy.
Big tip to students that know how to cook: If you are interested in someone, invite them to a non-threatening get-together and make a nice, simple meal with some pleasant music. I invited those two sweeties across the street to my apartment for a spaghetti supper and served spaghetti with hot pepperoni slices in the long-simmered sauce along with ground chuck and pork, a simple tossed salad, some Chianti, and some broiler-toasted garlic bread with crushed garlic, paprika, onion salt, and butter. They raved about that simple meal for weeks. When they wanted to have some people in for a party, they always cut me in on the action, if only (I hope not!) to get my enthusiastic participation with the food, music, etc. I met a lot of nice people at their parties, and some are still friends.