Sometime over the weekend, after drumline, I was hanging around Simmons. I was walking up the stairs right near the lobby (the main stairwell, with black "granite" flooring) when I saw someone knock at the window that's to your left if you're walking up from the lobby's floor. I just looked for a second and stepped on - you're not supposed to let strangers in - but they knocked again frantically and I said, "I DON'T KNOW YOU" and then they said something which I couldn't really understand, but I sort of realized it was an old Asian man, and I went to let him in.
When he came in, he was sort of loud, and the person at the help desk definitely noticed the disturbance. I was afraid he would be mad at me for letting him in, but he was a delivery man (at least, we hoped. He had food and stuff). He called someone on his cell phone and said that he was in the lobby after asking me where he was, but apparently the person couldn't understand him. He seemed a little bit angry and fairly frustrated. He hung up his phone, and then asked me to call them back and explain the situation (white person = English!). I called the person and they said they were at the Simmons loading dock, and I said that he was in the lobby. The person said they would come up to get it, but he insisted on going down - I knew this was a bad idea because we might somehow miss each other on the way by.
I started walking him down the stairs and insisting, "The loading dock is down this way. This is the way she would come if she were coming from there." At each door and each turn, I think he grew a little bit more suspicious, like I was leading him on a wild goose chase or some sort of stunt. Eventually we got to the basement, and I looked around, knowing the girl would probably be headed up. He followed out the door behind me, and I noticed a girl at the elevator just as we got to the floor. He asked if it was for her, and she said yes, it was. They had a quick exchange that was somewhat angry - you said you'd be here! No, I said I'd be here! - but the deal was done, I suppose. I can't remember where he went or where I went, but he thanked me before he left.
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There was a black guy sitting and waiting at the door to Simmons's loading dock a few days ago when I went out for some reason - dinner? He said thank you and went inside, but I felt like there was something weird about him. He was approximately my age, but I had never seen him before ever, and he was just sitting, waiting, as if he didn't know anyone and he didn't have a card. He had a big blue jacket on, and a blue knit hat.
I've heard rumors of someone getting into the dorm recently and apparently giving people a rough time. It's suspected that whoever it is isn't a student. My friend Vicki apparently glanced at him once, and he came over and cursed her out and kicked her computer. I was wondering if it was this guy.
I did feel bad about letting him in, but then again, what can I do? If he's a nice guy, there's no harm in letting him in. If he's a murderer, then he'd probably murder me for kicking him out onto the cold streets at night. And if I don't let him in, someone else will (while I'm laying outside, murdered).
Anyhow. I came back later - maybe I went to the computer lab? - and I saw someone approaching the door from the other direction (we were both outside, he from the west and I from the east) and I thought, shit, is it that guy again? It was that guy. I don't know if he was waiting for someone to approach the building or not but there was like no way I could avoid letting him in. I felt bad about it again.
However, no one's been murdered. I saw him in the study lounge tonight, with a laptop, on Facebook.
Peace out.
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