So at work today I was telling the pharmacist, John, what I did yesterday.
Me: I saw my roommate from undergrad last night. She’s at Washington State University for pharmacy school, so it’s always nice when we can get together.
John: Oh, where’s that?
Me: Um…Pullman, Washington, I think.
John: State?
Me: Yeah Washington state.
John: Oh what is she doing out there?
Me:…pharmacy school.
John: Oh, so you know her from high school?
Me: No…we were roommates for 3 years in undergrad.
John: Where did you go to undergrad? U of I? Like Urbana Champaign?
Me: I went to UIC, John, just like you. (PS: We’ve had the undergrad convo more than once.)
John: Oh, Circle!
Me: Yeah I was trying to get into pharm school there.
John: Yeah, I knew you tried that.
Me: …
He also asked me how much my tuition is (for probably the fourth or fifth time) when I worked on Friday. Then today he asked me how much cheaper it would have been to go to UIC.
Salt in the wound, John. Thanks.
