On Friday, I took another trip to Washington, DC, with my friend and fellow Round Robin writer, Magdalyn Ann. Our day started at 7am, when we both got ready at Maggie’s house. I slept on her couch and came to a stunning realization: I don’t sleep well on couches. It’s not just her couch. It’s my couch at home and the couch at my grandmother’s house… pretty much all the couches ever. They just aren’t meant for me to get 8 hours.
In any case–7am we got up, got dressed, and got on our way to Rowan to catch a bus to DC. The bus left at 8am and no one checked my ID. No one. I could’ve gone on that trip for free. I’m also pretty disturbed that on a trip like that no one stood at the bus door making sure that the people on the trip paid. I could’ve just written my name on that attendance list-or really any name since they didn’t check IDs-and gone for free. Not that I did or would honestly have gall to do so.
J M Tuckerman 