And there was much rejoicing at the campus pub!
ME: And then a couple other people showed up and we started double-fisting...
BOYFRIEND: WHAT?
ME (with disgust): Double-fisting margaritasI also had a deeply seven-year old moment, when someone made me laugh as I was drinking, and I snorted tequila through my nose. It still kind of burns
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I remember handing in my dissertation and then starting on the booze at noon. Of course we didn't stop... and my dissertation supervisor turned up at 5pm to join in with the mayhem. I seem to remember feeding him marmite on toast in the small hours before pointing him towards a spare mattress in my (male) housemate's bedroom. The housemate was unimpressed until I informed him that said lecturer was married with a small child. At which point he became the soul of hospitality and the lecturer uttered the immortal words "Oh dear. I hadn't thought this might be awkward for you. Will your friends take the piss?"
They did. A lot.
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That's awesome. We almost convinced someone's supervisor to join us, but he had to teach a class soon-he may have gone back after leaving for all I know.
Unfortunately, I still have to write four papers for next week, so the real celebration will commence around 3:30 on Thursday.
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You want to know something horrible? The university I attended didn't (and still doesn't) have a pub. Of course, the town where it's located was pretty much the seat of the Prohibition, and that legacy lives on. Fortunately, my office in San Diego is two short stone's throws from the [university] pub, so I'm making up for it now.
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No campus pub? *le gasp* Even the city I grew up in, which was the land of hardcore Prohibition of Canada, has a campus pub!
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