As if that wasn't enough, the administration is on my neck because of the signs I put up on the face of the hall on football weekends (home games).
I was merely trying to actively compete with the other halls for the money of the irrational consumers, but they (the administration) felt that a sign 16 ft. long and 8 ft. wide demanding that
one and all "Eat Here" in bright vermillion letters was carrying the profit motive too far, especially since it was accompanied by 3 lesser signs, "We Give Green Stamps", "Eat at Howard Hall", and "Recommended by Duncan Hines", each 8 ft. by 4 ft. and in various colors.
After the Pitt game, I was given a blunt note to the effect that I must never erect an edifice of that nature again.
Well you can imagine their consternation when I put the same signs up for the Navy game
(I'm not in Commerce for nothing).
I have just now received another note threatening dire things if I stage another performance for the Iowas game this Saturday. I have not yet decided what to do.
As you can see I have been very busy, what with fighting the administration, the hall council, the fauna indigenous to the 4th floor, and the elements (It was 45 degrees in my room at 5:00 A.M. this morning). I'm going to have to weather strip the windows.
As for P. I wrote her one letter which she answered. I wrote her another letter which she did not answer. From this I must assume that I am no longer an integral part of her life (ho, ho that's a good one).
If you can think of a good reason for writing to her, I suggest you do so, if you are still interested in her. I feel that you will meet with better success than I did.
In my last letter to her I implied that because of my business commitments (sandwich concession) I would be unable to enjoy her company down here. This may have influenced her
decision to terminate our correspondence.
However, I don't think this is the case. I believe she merely found greener pastures. I still think very highly of her; in fact I was about to declare that she indeed was "the Indies" when unfortunately the friendly natives began making hostile overtures.
What I want to find is a girl who will at least write and tell me that she is no longer going to write to me. It is unnerving to be abruptly cut off.
As I have stated before, I feel she is rather found of you. The chief reason for this is that you ignore her on occasions, such as fooling with K in the water and disregarding P, also you
tease her consistently while I on the other hand do everything I can to patronize her. The result of this is, I believe, that she has fathomed me completely while she cannot quite figure you out. She naturally is interested in discovering if you really like her or not. This thought came to me
last night. I may be way off base, but right now is sounds pretty good. however, for all I know
she might be pushing a baby carriage by now.
I have been three days in writing this letter. I think I'm about done. Parts of this may not make sense. I.m not going to reread it. It's too damn long.
No, we didn't get any snow down here when Chicago did. We haven't had any snow yet, except for one day.
I guess that's about all. I'll try to write more often.
In summing up the "P" situation I suggest you write. If she is not going steady or worse, you
should score.
I have to get a new pen.
Bob
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