TA: Intro; Narrative

My roommate and I had finally gotten the names of the people who we are supposed to visit teach. I was a Freshman, and this was my first assignment ever. My roommate and companion, a year older and a year more experienced, was to give the lesson, and I was to assist. We did not have the numbers of the people we were supposed to visit teach—just their names, and so we just decided to drop by.
Katie told us to come in; she had a few minutes before a friend was going to drop by. I stared stupidly and smiled as my roommate gave the lesson. Occasionally I gave a nod.
She had just finished when Katie’s friend arrived at the door and as she went to let him in, I asked her if she liked oatmeal. After she had answered in the affirmative, I excitedly pulled out a packet that had been stored inside my planner. Unfortunately, I found the packet had already been opened once. Oatmeal rained over my roommate’s head and Katie’s living room floor! What a great first impression.