Potato Overload

After checking up on panicky Stephanie and her "Feed the Homeless" program this afternoon, the four of us roommates went down to help her make enough twice-baked potatoes for over a hundred people. We found her alone in the rec room's kitchen frantically hand-mashing potatoes. A very sad sight. Not even a free potato could lure students out of their apartments the sunday before finals. Anyway, after about an hour and a half of preparing, we went to serve the dinner at the homeless shelter. I wanted to go, but was a little hesitant about interacting with the homeless. I've never been that successful at it in the past. I just feel like we have nothing in common. But I really enjoyed this. It's not like I had any deep conversations with anyone, but it was fun joking around and making small talk with them as I handed them silverware (yes, my job was that important). So know I am considering helping out at the shelter. There's no question it would be challenging, but I think it would be worth it...