The Pumpkin Saga

In celebration of Halloween, I brought home a pumpkin and put it outside our door. Halloween came and went, and of course the pumpkin remained. I arrived home from practice one evening to find not one but TWO pumpkins outside my door. Okay, one post-Halloween pumpkin is a little distasteful, but two is a little funny. Sounds good so far.

About a week later, I return to find not one, not two, but seriously THREE pumpkins outside the door. This is getting ridiculous, especially considering the fact that my bike is wedged into the corner in a way that makes it difficult to move, and all three pumpkins are BEHIND the bike. However, I figure the culprit has to be running out of places to find pumpkins in mid-November. But upon my return from both Thanksgiving AND Winter breaks, a new pumpkin has been added. That's a total of five pretty mushy pumpkins wedged behind the bike.

Last week I came home, counted my pumpkins (still five, check) and am in the process of unlocking my door when a friend inquires as to the location of my bike. I check again; Yep, 5 pumpkins, 0 bikes. At this point I'm just so happy there's no additional pumpkins, I'm unconcerned about the 30 year-old bike. (I later find my bike)

While leaving this morning I notice the newly taped fire code violation notice. Now, in our younger, less mature days of our junior year, my roommate and I used to receive these quite frequently. However this is the first of the year for us, and I'm pretty offended. Checked off is the miscellaneous option under which is written PUMPKINS. Outrageous, and only 24 hours to get rid of them! This story doesn't actually have a great ending at all, just that the pumpkins are in the trash and my holiday decorating spirit is quashed.