Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Sweet but not Short.



You probably thought I was going to stick with my posting once a month routine…jokes on you, people! This one will likely be brief. But you all know that I am, what my professors call, “overly eloquent”. I like words. So we’ll see how this goes.

I only have a few quick nuggets to tell you about this week. Though I was determined to write a post free of any tour guide tales…I just can’t contain my excitement about being an undergraduate campus ambassador!!! No. The only thing I want to mention in this week’s installment is the tour 5 fellow guides and I gave to a little group of just 200 6th graders. Obviously my script went out the window when the very first question I got was, “are you a tall midget?” *commence an eruption of giggles* I knew it was going to be a “fun” group. What I didn’t expect, was one little black boy dressed up in a suit and tie, carrying an iPad that was about the size of his face. Eric?  Nope. Just a little 6th grader who asked endless questions about our “financial aid package” and “undergraduate research opportunities”. I ain’t making this stuff up, folks! I felt I fulfilled my duty when after showing them our indoor rock-climbing wall, a girl in the group shouted; “I want to go to college!!!”

In the middle of my week while walking up the parking lot, I was greeted by a middle-aged man traveling down the parking structure wearing roller blades. Who knows why I find roller blades so hilarious, but it kinda made my week.

This weekend was a dandy one, starting with prom nightttttt on Friday! No, really! It was the first annual Undergraduate Admission Staff Prom…(and no, I have no extravagant “prom-posal” to report from Eric). We got all dressed up; well, I did. Eric just came straight from work where he was already wearing a suit and tie. It was a fun night seeing my fellow tour guides out of their blue polos and breaking loose on the dance floor. If only our prospective families could see us now. Davis would surely become their first choice.

One rather strange moment of my night came when I was hit on by a ginger while in line for the bathroom. (It was a good thing Eric was on the dance floor). To give you an idea of what this young man was like, all you need to know was that he had a blown up picture of Marilyn Monroe’s face on his tie. Stay classy. He asked if I liked his tie, and I replied in the most sarcastic tone I could muster, “yeah, I’m really enjoying Marilyn Monroe’s face starring at me all night”. To which he responded, “Well I’m really enjoying you in that dress tonight”………..smooth.  I wanted to laugh in his face/run far away, but we had to awkwardly continue standing side by side in front of the bathroom door. I was praying that whomever was occupying the restroom would hurry up; especially when the ginge started suggesting that we “explore” the rest of the basement where the bathroom was located. Ericccc!!! Thankfully right at that moment the door opened and I escaped. Work is sure going to be awkward on Monday.

After dancing the night away late into the night, I remembered that I had signed up for an 8am shift at work Saturday morn.  I was commanded to stand in a parking lot and direct people to our visitor center. Easy peasy. What I didn’t anticipate, was that there were about 351 other events happening on campus on the same day; a run for Autism, a vegetable competition, an engineering conference, a protest, a baseball game, a gobal health event, campus tours, and oh; the President of the UC’s was coming. So while I hoped I would just be directing people to the tours, I ended up having to answer copious questions about events that I knew nothing about. For 5 hours straight. Thankfully my friends brought me Dutch Bros just in time, otherwise I don’t know if I would have been able to stay upright. After a 3 ½ hour nap after my shift, I settled in at home enjoying a game of Yahtzee and a viewing of one of my faves (not Parent Trap this time); Les Mis. I always cry 3 separate times throughout without fail.

As predicted this was much more than a short and sweet post. There goes my title. 5 weeks left until upperclassman-ship!

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