“You ready to go?” Good Looking asks.
“Actually, I feel really gross right now,” I tell him. ”I’d like to take a shower first, but I don’t think I have enough time.”
“What are you talking about? Just take a quick one.”
I try to explain to him that taking quick showers here in college is simply not an easy task for me. He doesn’t seem to understand, though, and urges me to go take a quick one. Forty five minutes later, I return to his room, finally ready to go.
Why is it so difficult to take a quick shower here in college, you might ask. Well, have no fear because of course I will explain. You see there are a few things I have to do in order to prepare for the shower. I must first put on my robe because walking around naked in a college apartment is simply unacceptable. Then I must also strip my hands of their seven rings, and my right wrist of its hair rubber bands. After this, I have to brush all the knots out of my hair so that I can finally get into the shower.
However, I have to wait a minute or two for the water to actually get to the proper temperature. It’s awful to get into a shower that’s too hot or too cold. So now that I’m finally in the shower, there are a few obstacles I run across. You see the shower head in my shower shoots out multiple streams of water in all different directions, rather than just one: at me. So in an attempt to wet my hair and my body, I have to find the spot in the array of streams that is spraying the most water at any given time.
Then comes the shampoo. While the shampoo is in my hair, I usually like to shave under my arms. However, in order to keep the shampoo from washing out of my hair, I have to dodge the stray streams. But when it finally actually is time to wash the shampoo out, I have to walk around the shower to find that area that shoots the most water into one direction. Then comes time for the conditioner. I put that in my hair and then while once again attempting to avoid the stray streams, I soap up my body and shave my legs. Typically the shaving cream ends up running down my legs, though, because there is no one spot in the shower where water is not being sprayed. It’s impossible to escape it and yet impossible to find it.
Finally, it’s time to turn the shower off and just hope that in all the craze, my body and hair have been properly washed. So now it’s time to towel off. Well, let me give you a word of advice. When buying new bath towels, do NOT under ANY circumstances go for the biggest, softest, fluffiest bath towels you can find. I made that mistake and now I’m paying for it. It seems that those towels would simply be Heaven to dry off with, but no, my friend, I assure you, they are not. You see, the issue is that they don’t actually dry your body. I’m forced to use one towel for my hair and another for my body, and even still, my robe has to finish off the towel’s job after it’s done.
Then once I’m finally as dry as I can possibly be, I have to dry my hair. I would leave it wet, but when I do that, my bangs end up flipping out from head in all directions, much like the water streams from the shower head. And this just looks silly on me, so I have to dry my bangs straight. And while I’m at it, I may as well dry the rest too, right?
Then it’s time to put on the clothes, the deodorant, the rings, and the hair rubber bands. And then FINALLY, I am ready to go, assuming I need no makeup.
So, no, it is not possible for me to take “a quick one” here at UCF!