Sunday, August 30, 2009

"I'm supposed to give you an underage bracelet, but..."

So, before Science Frosh (aka Froshercise) started, I had to get registered at a tent on the campus. I told these 2 guys my name, and it took 5 minutes to find it on the register due to name mispellings and whatever. And then the guy says,
"I'm supposed to give you an underage bracelet, but I'm just gonna give you this." What?
So I obediently held out my hand, and he fixed a sparkly pink bracelet on me. And then he says, "If they ask you for your ID, just say that you've been carded." I'm like, "Okaayy....." and then he adds, "They check ID at the pubs and stuff, so if they ask, get an ID."
O.O Again, I'm like "Okaayyy...." and then I walk away.

For the next few days going into Froshercise, I've met so many people, and of those underage, I found that some had pink, and some had the black underage bracelet. Allen got branded underage. Strange, right? Maybe they ran into a different coordinator, or it was a random thing. I mean, I did not say anything at all, and I got a pink bracelet.

The funny thing is, now that Froshercise is over, I realized I didn't do anything that made a difference whether or not I had an underage bracelet or not. A waste? You decide.

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