In the living room, my son is trying to convince my daughter that some colleges don’t provide toilet paper. I’m not completely sure, but she doesn’t seem to be buying his story.
He and I had this discussion while she was in the shower. It started like this: he decided it would be good to add paper towels to his college packing list. That naturally devolved to the need to bring toilet paper, as well.
“I think you’ll find the school will provide that,” I stated, amused at the ludicrous thought that such a necessity would be overlooked.
“I hear some colleges don’t provide it,” he pushed the issue, spinning this new story as he spoke.
“Really?” I asked, recognizing he was going to make up something. “Like what school doesn’t?”
He threw out the name of an institution that one of his friends will be attending. Since his friend recently returned from his orientation, he would know first-hand if the school didn’t provide such a thing. It was a plausible story, but my son was joking, and I knew it.
“Can you imagine paying all that money for college and having to provide your own toilet paper?” I snickered. “That would just be ridiculous!”
Not to mention how that might work in a shared dormitory bathroom….
Yes, we have some crazy conversations in our house. And yes, I end up thinking about things I most likely would not otherwise consider. Sometimes, that would be a good thing.