Suitemate Wars: Final Conflict

At lunch, we told our friends about the latest episode over some smug grinning.  We threw around the idea of putting up another sign, but it was only when I walked past a yellow "Caution Wet Floor" sign that we came up with the best solution.     Bryn had somehow laid hands on an orange road construction cone earlier in the semester and had been just waiting for a chance to use it properly.   Now its time had come.  "Caution floor may be slippery when covered in beer!" I said - the roommates approved (though not without some concern).  We got back from lunch and went to work making the sign and attaching it to the cone.  One roommate put it in the bathroom.  "TAKE A  PICTURE!!" Here it is:

Difficult to see, but it says "CAUTION: Floor slippery when covered in beer!"

But then we saw - and you can see too -the frightening amount of dirt in the tub.  So we amended the sign and put up a "more appropriate" one.

"CAUTION: User May Be Dirtier Upon Exit"

The two kind roommates were concerned about the suitemates' possible reaction to this.  Ironic, they said, that the instigators (other roommy and I) were off to a concert just now (Brahms double concerto -score), leaving the two of them behind to face the suitemate wrath.  So when we left, they evacuated as well, being careful to lock the bathroom door from our side.       When we returned, the suitemates still had not seen the cone.  So we settled into the routine and were joking around, playing music when finally ONE of them went into the bathroom.  We all froze in anticipation and listened.  We heard her lock the door, then there was a pause.  Then we heard her unlock the door, stomp out, and slam her door shut.  We all snickered like guilty little kids.  When we later went to inspect the bathroom expecting a war zone,  we found only that both the sign and the cone were Missing.     Strangely, nothing happened immediately.  I suppose they wanted us to come asking for the cone.  Bryn's reaction quickly thwarted that plan:  "Good!  I was wondering what to do with that cone! Now it's their problem."  Of course, this didn't stop us from speculating about the cone's fate. "They threw it in the dumpster.."  "orgy usage"  "They are going to impale us on it"  "use it to knock down the door for a late night attack..."    Anyway, I left for home on Tuesday, and only heard what happened next from the remaining roommates.  Apparently, Bryn had walked past the suitemates' opened door and saw the cone in one piece - so it was ok, but being held hostage  (so the suitemates thought).  Before they left,  my roommates found the cone in front of our door, but we did not take it in again.  Reportedly, it was later seen holding open a dorm door for people who were moving out.  It has served its purpose quite well.  As for the suitemates, they did not say or do anything more.  Keep that in mind when you have irritating suitemates - orange road cones can be quite useful weapons of war.  We may run into the suitemates again, but I don't expect to make anymore innocuous conversation with them.  Hopefully they have  learned their lesson.  Thus concludes the Suitemate Wars.

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