When four out of six roommates have dates on the same night, timing of picking up and dropping off can be kind of tricky. But after a couple years... I think we are starting to get the hang of it.  Dates at our apartment are always a funny experience. Guys always get a different perspective when they happen to be hanging out with the rest of us when someone gets picked up. I am going to share a sneak-peak of what it is like in our apartment.

Yesterday, Jess's date was the first to show up. Knock on the door.  The suspicion that he would be shorter than her was confirmed.  She takes off.  Ten minutes later, a phone call. Elizabeth's date was outside in a car, wondering which apartment was hers.  She goes on the porch, waving.  All the girls whisper loudly at her to come back inside. "He has to pick you up!"  She stands awkwardly half-in and half-out of the door.  She finally just goes outside where he has parked in the very middle of the street.  The four girls run to the window. Relief is visibly shown when we see that he at least opened her door. Robert laughs at us as he watches this whole encounter, remarking that he is seldom on this side of it. Date number three comes to the door.  This is a blind-date for Kirsten.  He walks in and we all sum him up in about five seconds. We look around quietly at each other, confirming that yes, he is actually quite cute.  Kirsten walks down the stairs and they meet. Love at first sight. Okay, not really.  But they introduced themselves and we all stayed on the couch, watching intently.  They leave.  I get ready for my date. Nerves are calmed, I feel validated as they assure me that I look "cute." (Being roommates with a bunch of girls is the best-just by the way).  My date comes and picks me up. 

Fast forward three or four hours....

Elizabeth is dropped off.  Five minutes later... I am dropped off. But as I am walking to the door with my date, my FHE brother Brock is walking towards our apartment at the same time. Not wanting to ruin anything, he doesn't even look at me and I can see him hastening his steps as he rushes to get to the door before we do. I tried so hard not to laugh as I watched him skip the step of knocking on our door and he walked right in. I then gave my date a hug with 20 people watching on the two stoops opposite my apartment. Definitely not out of the ordinary. I walk inside and laugh with Brock about are race to the door and he hears about both of our dates. Kirsten walks in the door literally two minutes later. We could not believe the timing. Doorstep scenes are awkward enough at the "Fish-Bowl," (the Colony) without four people trying to be dropped off at the same spot. We decided we are becoming quite pro at this.