An epic tale of one man's journey to get a free buritoe
So I saw some flyers out on the oval about La Bamba's giving free burritos to people with a valid student ID. I thought 'free burrito? Hells yeah!' and after briefly stopping back at the gwinn cave to drop off my backpack, I started heading out to north high. The sky didn't look to good and it had just rained about an hour earlier, but I figured I could handle a little rain if need be. I got to about EB when it started to rain a bit hard. I stopped under an awning for a couple of minutes while the rain abated a bit. I got to about 12th when the sky started to fuckin drop. Torrential rain, and after running in it for a few minutes trying to find another dry spot, hail started to pelt my head and back. The longer I walked the larger the hail got till it was about an inch to one and a half inches in diameter. Let me tell ya, that shit hurts. I ended up taking shelter under a fire escape next to SBX for a couple of minutes while I considered my situation. I had only one real option before me: continue on and get my goddamn burrito. At this point many would question whether a burrito is really worth all this trouble. I say that the burrito is no longer important. What IS important is the journey to get the burrito. This was no longer just some simple food run. This was now a quest. To turn back now would be to admit defeat, to run with my tail between my legs because a little bad weather scared me off. I wasn't about to go out like that. With that, I shielded my eyes from the crystalline death that cascaded around me, and headed north. By the time I passed BuyBack Entertainment, the situation on the streets had begun to deteriorate. The side of the streets had become deep, fast moving rivers, and every passing bus or large car turned the sidewalk into a flood plain. Crossing the street became a difficult task of finding the best place to ford across. People were running, screaming, and cursing in anger all around me, but after much hardship I managed to press my way to my destination. I step through the door and I'm immediately greeted my a man sitting behind a fold out table. He asks me if I'm there for the free burrito. I nod and he hands me a clipboard and says, "ok we can get you that free burrito as soon as you fill out these forms for your student discover card." I handed him the clipboard and walked out without saying a word, though every fiber of my being wanted to break the damn thing across his face and burn the place down. My quest was over. I had failed. Dejected, I slowly worked my way back home, stopping only briefly at Cane's to buy a caniac. Though the taste of delicious fried chicken did fill me up, it did little to heal my wounded spirit. Fuck you rain. Fuck you hail. Fuck you Discover card. And most of all, fuck you La Bamba's. It is rare that the opportunity to go on an epic quest arises, and you just fucking ruined this one for me.