Today at the student union, I heard two girls talking about their sorority sister. "Erica types so loud!" one shrieked.
"Erica," the other announced authoritatively (it was obvious she was the roommate--the expert--from her tone), "pounds the keyboard like it's a piano!" She slammed both hands down for emphasis.
I don't know these girls and these girls certainly don't know how I type, but I made myself promise that I wouldn't pummel the keyboard as I usually do, but instead gently tap the keys the next time I have a paper due.
