Sep 06, 2007 07:02
So I'm on the #10, and just as we're leaving the mall, the bus has to stop and wait for two 1st years to cross (note that this is not a crosswalk or anything). The driver yells out the window, "you guys going or what?", and the guy asked about a bathroom or something as he staggered around.
Yup, drunk frosh on the prowl for bathrooms at 7am. Must be o-week.