"We need to take this, ok?"
The nighttime receptionist didn't know what to say. I had just grabbed the poinsetta plant from her desk and before she could reply we were already halfway to the door.
"Well, I guess..."
They were almost used to us at the Dobie, the dorm my friends and I lived in. We were so well known from our hijinks that whenever something was awry, we got a knock on our door before anyone else was questioned.
Just a few minutes earlier we were convened in the hallway trying to decide what to do. Some of us wanted to go eat at IHOP, some of us wanted to cause mischief (guess which camp I was in?).
We compromised. We'd go camping in IHOP.
We got my tent and raided our friends' rooms for a couple small plants. Camping just isn't complete without nature.
"Hi. We need a table for six and room for our tent."
She thought we were kidding and showed us to our table. Our timing was perfect. Our waitress took our drink order, and as soon as she left we burst into action.
Tent poles were quickly connected together while the tent was unrolled and situated in the corner. Like a swift military operation we had the tent set up and decorated with plants in just a few minutes.
(how cute was I? I look like I'm about 10 even though I'm 18 here)
We gathered inside the tent with our menus, ready to order.
The waitress was not pleased.
"You can't eat in there."
"It's against our rules."
"You have rules against eating in tents?"
"Do you have rules against ordering in the tent?"
"Umm... I guess that's ok."
"Ok, how about drinking water in the tent?"
"That's fine. But you CAN'T eat in there."
Good enough. We drank our water and took a few pictures while we waited for the food.
I think the receptionist was surprised to get her poinsetta back.
Oh... and a bonus picture of me in a tux with my formal hat on at my friend Phil's wedding.
I wasn't going to write this story because I think it was a super crappy thing for me to do and I'm not particularly proud of it. Then I told the story to a friend the other day and cracked up so much that I realized I had to write it.
Many years ago, when I was still in college, I was perhaps even more prone to prankery than I am now. I sat at a friends house, bored, playing with the stupid utilities that came with all Macintosh computers. One of them was the text to speech application. After the obligatory profanities, I got down to business. I called Pizza Hut and tried to type fast enough to carry on a conversation. It wasn't quite doable. The clerk on the other end got frustrated and eventually, with an air of resignation, said, "Ma'am (it was a woman's voice on the program), do you just want a pizza for free?".
I cackled with glee (not synthesized) and gave a phony address. My friends and I laughed and rejoiced until we realized that our trophy was sent to someone else's house. Then we felt cheated.
Since I'm already behind and since these cards have some kind of string holding them all together, I might as well post them all in one post.
Sunday 5 January 2014
Due to the weather conditions, my travel companions and I were stuck in the airport for several hours. We were freezing, and so were the planes. One of them thought that we would have to stay in a nearby hotel if the flight was cancelled (a good amount of them already were). After a while, we started talking about swimming. This leads to the strangeness you see on this card.
Monday 6 January 2014
We decided to kick of Mardi Gras season with the Joan of Arc Parade. Believing we would be escaping the cold weather, none of us were prepared for what hit us that night. After a day of volunteering in moderate conditions, we were not expecting this. The parade was a nice end to the day.