Ode to Dorothy

Ok, so Dorothy is my 90 year old land lady. She is QUITE the character. In this post, I just wanna highlight a few of her behaviours and quotes.

The other day during lunch, she was asking me: "Who's the coloured lady that speaks?" it was a pretty random question and I just blurted out "Oprah?" and that was who she was referring to.

I have a roommate and close friend of mine named Glen who Dorothy often refers to as Kevin, which was the boy who used to occupy the room Glen is in now. She's always bouncing back and fourth between Kevin and Glen. Glen can't help be worried, because she might get the wrong idea that Kevin isn't paying his rent.

She goes to bed at 7:30 pm and wakes up between 1-2 am. Need I say more?

She often yells at her TV, claiming "If only I was mayor" or "You're all going to hell!". I hear her often since my room is the closest to the living room.

When ever Dorothy finds something broken, she always blames it on our roommate Chris. We can't help but think that it's because of his long hair.

I think the loneliness must get to her when she's not renting out, cuz once she gets started talking, she doesn't stop for a good hour. I'm worried one day she'll make me late for class.

So this is a glimpse of living life with Dorothy. I'll be sure to post it if there are any new outrageous things Dorothy does. After all, I've only been here for a week!