After spring term Peter and Ross both moved back home for the last two months of the summer. Taking their place was one of the girls who was going to live in the apartment for the next year. She was a big ol' white girl from Texas. Her last name started with "Cam" and was difficult to pronounce and the first time we met her she was wearing some ill-fitting pants, so she got the name "Cameltoe." She just kinda showed up one day to move in and Peter hadn't moved his stuff out of the room because I think we were out of town (I pretty sure it was the weekend we left Peter in Bloomington Indiana) so she just put all of his stuff in the living room.
Soon after Ross and Peter had left me alone with Cameltoe I got to see how this girl was all sorts of crazy. Besides her interesting dressing habits she managed to light a grease fire the first week and then tried to put it out with water. Sometimes when we would both be home it would be just kind of awkward because she spoke poor English, which is somewhat rare for students of U of M who were American.
By far the most memorable and crazy part of Cameltoe was her taste in men. She would routinely bring back very large men. Every night it was someone new, there was the basketball player from Eastern Michigan, a couple of guys from the football team and my favorite: Rashad. Rashad was one of those people that I lucked out in meeting that totally paid off the rest of my time in Ann Arbor. Rashad was in his mid to late twenties and was one of the most consistent guys to be at my apartment. He technically lived in Ypsi, but he spent most of his time at my apartment. Sometimes I would wake up and Sara would be gone and Rashad would just be chilling on the couch watching Sportscenter. So I would pour myself a bowl of Cocoa Pebbles and watch with him. I would go to work and just leave him in the apartment alone.
What was great about Rashad is that he worked or had worked at almost every establishment on South U. So all junior year when I would go to Za's he would be working and we would talk and he would hook me up with an extra garlic bread. Eventually Rashad started working the line at Charley's and BTB Cantina. He would always be really cool to me and get me past the line and stuff. It was all because of those months living with the Cameltoe.
