Sophomore Stories Part VIII "The Heater Is Broken"

Sometime in February, on a Sunday, the heater broke in our dorm room. It was cold out, being winter and all, and James and I were anxious for it to be fixed. James called down to the front desk after lunch and reported the broken heater. They told him that because it was Sunday, someone may not be able to come until Monday, but that a maintenance person might be by later that afternoon.
For a reason I can't remember now, James took off (probably to study or something crazy like that) and I was left alone to study...guitar.
Because of the whole salad thing, I had started a couple of incense torches in the room to help the aroma.
**Important side note: It is against the rules to burn incense in your dorm room at KU. Students use them to mask other smells apparently...plus it's a fire hazard***
So there I am, by myself, playing guitar, inhaling scented smoke with our door slightly open when all of the sudden, there's a knock at the door.
It was none other than the Director of Student Housing for The University of Kansas, Jim Rupprecht!
I immediately put out both incense torches with my fingers leaving bad burns and let him in (like he wouldn't be able to smell it). How kind of him to come and fix the heater on a Sunday I told him, trying to suck up. He made his way to the heater which was located under James' bed frame which was propped up by cinder blocks.
***Important side note: It is against the rules to have your bed propped up by cinder blocks. James had two at each corner...I had three.***
Jim seemingly ignored the cinder blocks (perhaps lulled into a trance by the incense) and proceeded to remove James' belongings from sub-sleeping storage space. Jim began handing things to me to place somewhere else. First a backpack, then a suitcase, then a cardboard box, then a cafeteria tray.
***Important side note: It is against the rules to remove cafeteria trays from the cafeteria...and it's a fun challenge too.***
Jim finally tunnels through James' stuff to reach the heater and he starts to repair it. Meanwhile, I'm wondering how I'm going to tell my parents that I need to commute from home for the last 10 weeks of spring semester.
Well it didn't take handy Jim long to get the warm air flowing again and I'm totally petrified at this point. This guy is in charge of all the dorms at KU and he just caught me sitting on my elevated bed burning incense on a cafeteria tray. I'm doomed!
As he leaves, he turns around and calmly mentions, 'when you get a chance, please return that cafeteria tray...they're expensive to replace.'
'Yes, sir' was the immediate reply.
What amazing grace shown by Jim that day...now the wise thing to do would be to take the beds down off their concrete pillars...but it didn't happen...not until the end of the semester.