When you're in college, what you wear to the shower is suddenly a valid point. Not that it's one of the Standard O-week Questions or anything: Hey, what's your name? What're you studying? What do you wear to the shower? No, not that. It's just that from day one, you're going to be tripping down the corridor every morning (well, I hope every morning) to the communal showers, and you're going to need to wear something. Although nudity is always an option. But that's a different story.

In general, first-years start out going fully clothed. Occasionally even including shoes. They get undressed in the little shower cubicle, ablute, and then get fully dressed again.

This is stupid, and hence never lasts long.

Soon, like the rest of us, they're prancing gaily down the hallway wearing nothing but a towel. If they're J², they might even have a tendency to whip the towel off before the shower door is fully closed.

Myself, I've never been a fully-dresser, or a toweller. From the first, I've gone to the shower wearing my Playboy Bunny dressing gown. It's one of those little towelling warparound-and-tie robes. It's black. It has the Bunny on it. It's cool. It was my Dad's, and he gave it to me when I kept stealing the one that he used, which was blue and had an anchor on it. Everyone has always admired my Playboy Bunny dressing gown. It's very cool.

(This post brought to you by the fact that I passed a first-year leaving the showers fully dressed this morning. It's the end of the year, and she's still doing this? Some of them, apparently, never learn.)