A Brief Accounting Of The Events That Transpired On The Days of January 29th And 30th
Last night was kind of fun, strange, weird. Started off with the roommate once again promising a "little slut" to come over and visit tonight. He's been all talk so far. I went and hung out at my friend's apartment for a bit, then we hit a couple parties downtown. I hated the big one we ended up at. Mostly baseball and football players being themselves. Saw the roommate while I was there. He was mackin' hardcore on a Chubby Lady. I wished him well and sat in the corner and played cards until we felt like we were ready to go. Way too many people there.
It started to snow so I went back to campus and went to visit some friends. Had a couple beers there, then we decided to go to the quote unquote party dorms and see what was happening. A freshman girl who happens to be one of my employees was dancing by herself so I said hello. She was extremely drunk and proceeded to throw her arms around me and uh suck on my neck. I immediately detatched and slipped out of the party. Not with one my employees. Very bad position to be in. I handled it well.
Continued on to visit another friend of mine where we sat around smoking cigarettes and drinking whiskey for awhile. People came back to the room and it was loud and obnoxious and killing the chill atmosphere so my friend and I went up to his girlfriend's room to continue whiskey drinking and watch Fear and Loathing for awhile. I left with a healthy buzz and headed back to my room.
Oopss. As I was finishing a cig in the parking lot, I watched a heated debate between a bunch of guys and a girl. They were deciding whether they should run back in there and beat the fuck out of someone or not. They were brandishing branches and were very drunk. The whole thing was fairly amusing so I finished my cig and followed them inside. Right into the middle of a brewing riot. (Short backstory: I live in a three floor dormitory on the 3rd floor (which we proudly call 3FN). A 3FNer didn't like his roommate (no one does) and so moved down to second floor at the end of last semester. None of the second floor people like him and each week the arguments get worse as each side brings in more and more outside friends who aren't really scared of getting in trouble. It's not like they go here so they can't get kicked out of school.) So I find the 3FNer trying to get his friends in the room. I talk briefly with a few of the people around then I told everyone to fuck off and get back in their rooms. After the crowd disperses, I went and found some people who were on duty (but suspiciously ignorant of the second floor altercations) and let them interrogate some people. It's not my place to get involved, but I look out for 3FN. These kids are young and are going to make stupid terrible mistakes.
Finally I went to bed around 3:30 - 4 and was rocked softly to sleep by the amusingly brief undulations of my roommate porkin' Chubby on the bottom bunk.
It started to snow so I went back to campus and went to visit some friends. Had a couple beers there, then we decided to go to the quote unquote party dorms and see what was happening. A freshman girl who happens to be one of my employees was dancing by herself so I said hello. She was extremely drunk and proceeded to throw her arms around me and uh suck on my neck. I immediately detatched and slipped out of the party. Not with one my employees. Very bad position to be in. I handled it well.
Continued on to visit another friend of mine where we sat around smoking cigarettes and drinking whiskey for awhile. People came back to the room and it was loud and obnoxious and killing the chill atmosphere so my friend and I went up to his girlfriend's room to continue whiskey drinking and watch Fear and Loathing for awhile. I left with a healthy buzz and headed back to my room.
Oopss. As I was finishing a cig in the parking lot, I watched a heated debate between a bunch of guys and a girl. They were deciding whether they should run back in there and beat the fuck out of someone or not. They were brandishing branches and were very drunk. The whole thing was fairly amusing so I finished my cig and followed them inside. Right into the middle of a brewing riot. (Short backstory: I live in a three floor dormitory on the 3rd floor (which we proudly call 3FN). A 3FNer didn't like his roommate (no one does) and so moved down to second floor at the end of last semester. None of the second floor people like him and each week the arguments get worse as each side brings in more and more outside friends who aren't really scared of getting in trouble. It's not like they go here so they can't get kicked out of school.) So I find the 3FNer trying to get his friends in the room. I talk briefly with a few of the people around then I told everyone to fuck off and get back in their rooms. After the crowd disperses, I went and found some people who were on duty (but suspiciously ignorant of the second floor altercations) and let them interrogate some people. It's not my place to get involved, but I look out for 3FN. These kids are young and are going to make stupid terrible mistakes.
Finally I went to bed around 3:30 - 4 and was rocked softly to sleep by the amusingly brief undulations of my roommate porkin' Chubby on the bottom bunk.