Amusing Musing: The Catch-All Lesson

I lived on campus all four years of college.  I had a private dorm room for most of the years.  This was to preserve my sanity!  It was nice to be able to use the second bed for guest to sit on, or to sort my laundry.  It often acted as a catch-all for stuff that needed to be put away, and a place for my winter coat and backpack.  

I awoke one cold morning and quickly got ready for class.  Half asleep, I went down the hall, rode the elevator down 9 floors, walked out of the dorm and across campus to my class.  I arrived in a daze, but on time.  I went to my seat and took off my coat. 

It was at this time that my heart stopped.  I looked around nervously to see if anyone else was looking.  Luckily, no one else seemed to notice.  My coat was felted wool, and across the back of it was one of my bras, the lace clinging to the prickly felt.  Ugh, last night's laundry that I didn't put away!  In one fell swoop I grabbed it off and shoved it in the pocket. 

It took a few moments for the sheer horror to wear off and the humor to set in.  I sat chuckling quietly, wondering if anyone noticed, and if so, why no one bothered to say anything. Thank goodness it had been an eight A.M. class!  Any later and I would have been the joke of campus for sure.  Hardly anyone had eight A.M. classes, and most who did, slept through them.