Getting ready
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
It's funny business trying to summarize everything that's happened to yourself in a few sentances before class begins. I think it helps me to work from the most recent back in most cases- just to get the old noodle working again. I had my first day of my new job yesterday! It was very exciting- as are most new jobs when they throw you in front of people for the first time. Don't get me wrong, I did the best I could. But asking someone to go from College Life/Home Depot to security guard is quite a bit step. I'll get a picture up of me in uniform as soon as I can. Speaking of which- the uniform is totally bad ass, I can't wait till I get the hat hahaha it makes it all worth it.
But I went in yesterday to the Community Service Officer (CSO) office to drop in my schedule, SS card, and all that jazz when they suddenly decided to suit me up in a uniform then and there. They look fairly similar to police garb, just no badge, it says CSO and whatnot- but it has the same effect in a crowd. Man, if I thought people looked at me before, whew... So, I'm in the backroom changing when I hear one of the head CSO guys (Who I think is actually a real cop) talking on the phone about 'some new guy who dropped off his SS card and is getting suited in the back' who they are going to try and stick on basketball duty tonight. Subtlety has never been a character trait of most police officiers I'm guessing. Well, I was already done with classes for hte day so I accepted the post, which was to meet at the RAC at 5:30.
They had me, after a little bit of confusion, working with this Asian CSO in charge- Chang. We checked bags and shit of the people who were coming into the basketball game. I certainly picked a great day to start off, the biggest fucking basketball game of the season versus Syracuse to be shown on ESPN. Every single seat was sold out that night, I'd later find. I wasn't hassled very much, surprisingly, so that was good. I WAS, however, tricked by a very clever couple who seemed to be in their late 20s. They threw their child up at me to have her playschool bag checked for alcohol and firearms, while they smuggled in their water bottles of whatever poison. I suppose I saw it as they left, and could have stopped it, but there was too many people for me to leave my post. Also, I was sassed pretty badly by the mother of one of Syracuse's players. She apparently loved her son enough to yell at me, but not enough to arrive before the last 10 minutes of the game all without a ticket.
The last part of the night was definitly the best. They stationed us courtside, right behind the cheerleaders. I wondered which of them knew Tom Betts? Anyways, the idea was, that if we won this very close game, the Rutgers fans would rush the courts. Therefore, I would have to hold them off with a small metal barricade for as long as safely possible. In the event that the meager barricade would fall, Get the Fuck out of there before you die-mode was in action. I was watching the crowds faces as our final attempt for a game-winning 3 point shot was made. My life hung in the balence hahaha, sadly (or luckily) we lost by 2 points. I got a free hotdog with saurkraut. Mmm delicious. There were no survivors.
This thursday and saturday we will be partying. Saturday takes special notice for being our around-the-world party AND mardi gras wrapped up in one delicious night. I'm personally putting an end to Teddy's coat check and hang-out room since they both seem to be detrimental to shitty or myself getting any. I'm personally not sure how I'm going to try and juggle both Andrea and Kara coming at the same time, but I'll try my hardest. Kara's the sure and safe bet-she's cool, does CSO too, and likes me, but Andrea is killing her in both the looks department like whoa. At this point I'd make some clever remarks about the coming battle between Kara and Pukey McPukerson but I've yet to think of a undoubtedly witty nickname for Kara. Las0r just doesn't cut it...
If neither come, I'll revert back to my self-exterminating "drink everyone and everything" mode which seems to be a hit lately.