Roommate Update: The Steamroller

Today my new roommate moved in. Her name is The Steamroller. Why? Because she is one. Not in size - she's tiny - but in personality. She just may be the pushiest person I've ever met. She even inspired me to get pushy with her. She wanted to move in today at a time when I wouldn't be here, and have me leave a key for her at the front desk. All before she'd given me a security deposit. It wasn't gonna happen. Here is what I know about her:

She is almost 23, an investment banker, an only child born and raised in Hong Kong, went to an Ivy League college, then to an impressive grad school, and she does not like meat but is not a vegetarian. She is moving her stuff in today, though will not sleep here until Wednesday or Thursday when her bed arrives. She seems to have a lot of Winnie the Pooh and Hello Kitty stuff.

I have been meaning to go read a book about the culture in Hong Kong, since I know nothing at all about it, and I'd hate to accidentally offend her, but haven't done it yet. Ummm.... gotten the book OR offended her. I think. I hope.

Damn, I better go find a fucking book tomorrow.