Up or Down?
Have you ever had an experience that is just plain stupid to everyone except for those who are directly involved? I’m talking about a truly idiotic event. Something like running around a college campus in adult diapers, or swimming in a fountain in nothing but a Speedo (two sizes too small) in mid-February. It typically involves an equal mix of creativity, peer pressure, and alcohol. It is one of those moments that you can't plan for, can never duplicate, but serves as a memory and bonding experience for a lifetime.
This weekend, I enjoyed some time in Chicago at a wedding with a fraternity brother of mine. I have spoken about this before in other posts but I have a great group of college friends. We are all very close, care a lot about each other, and when we get together, we cause a little (and occasionally a lot of) trouble.
On Saturday night after the wedding, I was hanging out in the hotel lobby finishing up some beers and enjoying everyone's company. After a while, I went upstairs to see some other folks. I was in my friend Andrew's room hanging out with his girlfriend Becky and our friends Erin and Megan when he came up to grab a piece of pizza. He stopped in, chatted for a few minutes, and then departed. I decided that I would follow him to “make sure he stayed out of trouble”. In actuality, Andrew was fine. I just needed an excuse to see what folks were up to. I headed out of the room and could hear a bunch of people talking through the elevator shaft. I assumed they were being very loud on the first floor in the lobby. I jumped in the elevator and proceeded to the lobby, but they were nowhere to be found. However, I could still hear them. Confused, I rode up to the 7th floor, thinking they may be there. On my way, I could hear them the entire way through the elevator - I thought I was getting closer. Once again when I got to 7, there was no sign of my friends. The empty elevator departed, and I pushed the “down” button again deciding to search all the floors. Much to my surprise, when the next elevator arrived, there they were sitting in chairs on the elevator, beers in hand.
Over the next 45 minutes I sat in the elevator drinking beers, bouncing from floor to floor, catching up, and having a great time. One of the highlights of the experience was having the elevator summoned to the ground floor by a large security officer doused in miserable smelling spray-on deodorant. As the door opened, he looked in, saw us, and just stood there. I don’t think he had ever seen something quite so moronic in his life. He tried to say something, most likely to tell us to stop and go to bed, but he was so bewildered that the door closed and we were off to another destination.
Another entertaining point occurred when the elevator was once again called to the ground floor. When the doors opened, a couple (who apparently had a long evening) started to enter the elevator. They stopped dead in their tracks, utterly astonished (and possibly a little scared) by what they saw. There was plenty of room, and we offered to take them to the floor of their choice, but they quickly declined and jumped in the next elevator. The night was getting late, the morning was fastly approaching, and the beers were becoming scarce. We decided to call it a night, but what a memorable experience to cap a fantastic day.
This weekend, I enjoyed some time in Chicago at a wedding with a fraternity brother of mine. I have spoken about this before in other posts but I have a great group of college friends. We are all very close, care a lot about each other, and when we get together, we cause a little (and occasionally a lot of) trouble.
On Saturday night after the wedding, I was hanging out in the hotel lobby finishing up some beers and enjoying everyone's company. After a while, I went upstairs to see some other folks. I was in my friend Andrew's room hanging out with his girlfriend Becky and our friends Erin and Megan when he came up to grab a piece of pizza. He stopped in, chatted for a few minutes, and then departed. I decided that I would follow him to “make sure he stayed out of trouble”. In actuality, Andrew was fine. I just needed an excuse to see what folks were up to. I headed out of the room and could hear a bunch of people talking through the elevator shaft. I assumed they were being very loud on the first floor in the lobby. I jumped in the elevator and proceeded to the lobby, but they were nowhere to be found. However, I could still hear them. Confused, I rode up to the 7th floor, thinking they may be there. On my way, I could hear them the entire way through the elevator - I thought I was getting closer. Once again when I got to 7, there was no sign of my friends. The empty elevator departed, and I pushed the “down” button again deciding to search all the floors. Much to my surprise, when the next elevator arrived, there they were sitting in chairs on the elevator, beers in hand.
Over the next 45 minutes I sat in the elevator drinking beers, bouncing from floor to floor, catching up, and having a great time. One of the highlights of the experience was having the elevator summoned to the ground floor by a large security officer doused in miserable smelling spray-on deodorant. As the door opened, he looked in, saw us, and just stood there. I don’t think he had ever seen something quite so moronic in his life. He tried to say something, most likely to tell us to stop and go to bed, but he was so bewildered that the door closed and we were off to another destination.
Another entertaining point occurred when the elevator was once again called to the ground floor. When the doors opened, a couple (who apparently had a long evening) started to enter the elevator. They stopped dead in their tracks, utterly astonished (and possibly a little scared) by what they saw. There was plenty of room, and we offered to take them to the floor of their choice, but they quickly declined and jumped in the next elevator. The night was getting late, the morning was fastly approaching, and the beers were becoming scarce. We decided to call it a night, but what a memorable experience to cap a fantastic day.
Labels: Frat Guys
posted by Chris at 10:30 PM
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