I Learned Tonight St Lawrence Kids Cannot Drink
So. I'm going to a wedding with my girlfriend in a month or so. It's for one of her friends from St. Lawrence. I learned last night that kids from St. Lawrence can't drink. We went to a friend's house, that Sarah works with, and ended up at some point in the night playing card games. The game was Asshole. For those of you not in the know, it's a simple game where you just have to play cards equal to or higher than the cards the person who played before you, or else you drink. As an extra perk, there is a heirachy, such that when you get rid of your cards first, you win. Everyone that goes out after you establishes a diminishing heirarchy, such that everyone who is "below you" you can tell to drink. It's fun. Only, apparently kids from St. Lawrence don't drink when told to.
Where I went to school, you learn there are consequences for every action you take. If you damage the person above you with your card play, you can expect the logical consequence of being made to drink as punishment. However, apparently, this is a foreign concept to the St. Lawrence kids. They just "play nice." They're just "having fun." No need to punish anyone. Where I grew up it was hardcore. If you harmed those above you you paid a price. You were smart to take a pass when your card play could screw those above you, and save your cards for later, because that loyalty would be rewarded later. Although I usually reserve this blog for higher concepts, I was sufficiently offended by the precepts of another's experience that I felt compelled to share in tribute to everyone with whom I went to college, so many years ago, if only to say that we stuck it out where others did not.
One can only rage against the machine for so many hours a day. At some point you just have to kick back and have fun. To just cut loose. Only it appears different people have different tolerances to what they will or will not do for that fun. So to those from Newing Hall, Binghamton University, know you did it right.
Where I went to school, you learn there are consequences for every action you take. If you damage the person above you with your card play, you can expect the logical consequence of being made to drink as punishment. However, apparently, this is a foreign concept to the St. Lawrence kids. They just "play nice." They're just "having fun." No need to punish anyone. Where I grew up it was hardcore. If you harmed those above you you paid a price. You were smart to take a pass when your card play could screw those above you, and save your cards for later, because that loyalty would be rewarded later. Although I usually reserve this blog for higher concepts, I was sufficiently offended by the precepts of another's experience that I felt compelled to share in tribute to everyone with whom I went to college, so many years ago, if only to say that we stuck it out where others did not.
One can only rage against the machine for so many hours a day. At some point you just have to kick back and have fun. To just cut loose. Only it appears different people have different tolerances to what they will or will not do for that fun. So to those from Newing Hall, Binghamton University, know you did it right.
Labels: cards, drinking, Social activity
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