I relate to the locked out story. My parents got locked out of their house last week. I have a key but I was an hour away at the lake, hammered. Our neighbor had no idea where she put the spare key we gave her. We have commercial Baldwin locks on the house and the locksmith couldn’t pick them. Somehow they found a key to my apartment in my mom’s car. They drove to campus and spent the night in the gross apartment where I’ve lived with 3 fraternity brothers since sophomore year. They still haven’t forgiven me for being too drunk at the lake to bring them the key.
I have an intense job interview in a few days. Today my boss from my undergrad internship is putting me through mock interviews and presentations to get me ready. Realest thing anyone’s done for me in a while.
I’m not saying that I let my fraternity still define who I am in post grad life, but it was an important part of my life for 4 years and it’s not something that I would ever not care about.
I disagree about letting go of your fraternity. I met the best friends of my life in my chapter. I still live with three of my brothers and they are closer to me than my biological siblings.
The rituals and traditions also mean a lot to us. They are secret experiences that only we are in on.
My chapter is small and was just chartered in 2000, so everyone knows each other and we are able to hold regular alumni events. We’re a close knit group because we continue to be involved and support the chapter.
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Aiken is such a hidden jewel of the south
I need a new job. I have to sneak onto the roof of my building just to rip a cigarette because I work at a tobacco-free university.
If it’s real wood paneling then that’s awesome. If it’s the cheap shit from the 70s then that kinda sucks.
I start my new job today. Trying to hide the fact that I’m more hyped up than Spongebob going to work.
Mom was becoming hysterical so I didn’t want to challenge her logic.
I relate to the locked out story. My parents got locked out of their house last week. I have a key but I was an hour away at the lake, hammered. Our neighbor had no idea where she put the spare key we gave her. We have commercial Baldwin locks on the house and the locksmith couldn’t pick them. Somehow they found a key to my apartment in my mom’s car. They drove to campus and spent the night in the gross apartment where I’ve lived with 3 fraternity brothers since sophomore year. They still haven’t forgiven me for being too drunk at the lake to bring them the key.
The absolute worst gift
I fully support this movement
I have an intense job interview in a few days. Today my boss from my undergrad internship is putting me through mock interviews and presentations to get me ready. Realest thing anyone’s done for me in a while.
I’ve only ever heard of 3 of these
Maggie’s another shitty basic dog name
Kombucha is gross. You’re gross.
I work at a country club and I’m always thankful for the mouthwash and disposable toothbrushes in the locker room.
I’m not saying that I let my fraternity still define who I am in post grad life, but it was an important part of my life for 4 years and it’s not something that I would ever not care about.
I disagree about letting go of your fraternity. I met the best friends of my life in my chapter. I still live with three of my brothers and they are closer to me than my biological siblings.
The rituals and traditions also mean a lot to us. They are secret experiences that only we are in on.
My chapter is small and was just chartered in 2000, so everyone knows each other and we are able to hold regular alumni events. We’re a close knit group because we continue to be involved and support the chapter.
Roommates and I got drunk and decided to rewire our home theater system and now I have a Blu-Ray player filled with gin and tonic.
“Do college”
Hmm. We have one in the bathroom at my office. Now every time I’m in there I’m going to get curious.
Denny’s is fucking gross