holybartender wrote:Well, went down to Newport Beach with some friends for the weekend, since we're all about to go to random places for the next few years. I had worn my Cornell shirt to work and I didn't bother changing when I arrived as we were just going to some dive bar on the water to play pool and drink some pitchers. At some point in the night I go to the bathroom and while I'm pissing two other guys walk in. They're clearly hammered, staggering in and nearly falling into the sinks. I don't remember the conversation verbatim, as I wasn't too far behind them in drinks, but one guy in a thick Boston accent bellows "You're wearing that fucking shirt around us!?" Evidently one was from Harvard and the other was from Brown and they hate Cornell I guess? They started talking shit on Cornell so I insulted their sports teams, which in retrospect was probably a poor decision. One of them ultimately tries to get at me but the friend restrains him and I get the fuck out of there.
Probably not as interesting as you were expecting but there it is. I want school to start already.
Wow. This bar's patronship is unusually highly educated, esp for a dive bar in SoCal. Also, poop is Brown.