When people at the union meeting heard my name, they looked at me with a glimmer of recognition.
“Ah, you are the person who writes subversive messages at the discussion board!” they said.
This was gratifying because I was afraid I was getting known as “the lady with the hair” on campus. I’d much rather be “the lady with subversive messages” instead.
On the really hilarious side, a hopeful young (as in really, really young) man at the library asked me if I wanted to study for the exams together. When I was at the age when this proposal would have made sense, no young men asked me to study for the exams together. Instead, I was hugely popular among old (as in the age I am today) men. So I almost jumped at today’s young suitor with, “Now? After all this time you are asking me??? Where were you 20 years ago, then?” I didn’t do that because 20 years ago he was probably not even in existence.

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