cheers

so i absolutely had to blog about this one. here goes: I was walking down the hall to my room and a guy that lives in the room across from me says, “hey steve, you should come over in like 5 minutes because I’m having some friends over and you should meet them.”

I reply, “alright but I’m just going to stop by for a second because I’m pretty tired.”

5 minutes go by… I knock on the door… the door opens with like 10 guys and girls all packed in the room. I step inside and close the door. Within 45 seconds I’ve introduced myself to everyone in the room and announce that I’m going to go to bed. As I turn for the door, there’s and ominous wrap-a-tap-tap. We open the door to find the RA’s. they say, “ok, we know you guys are drinking and we’re going to need everyone’s I.D.” Unfortunately, they have all heard my excuse of- “I just got here and I’m about to leave. I swear I wasn’t drinking”. So we all get written up, despite the fact that I wasn’t in the room for more than one minute. Can you say wrong place wrong time?

-steve

p.s. the moral to this story is: it doesn’t matter if you drink or not because of a popular term called ‘guilt by association’. I would suggest that when you enter a party, you immediately chug a couple beers and get hammered. This way you at least get to have some fun before you get written up.