After a pretty relaxing weekend consisting of watching Top Gun (one of the best movies of all time), disappointing football games and hanging around the school with my friends, something pretty significant happened. I left Chapel Hill for the first time since I got here.
My good friend from high school goes to Army Preparatory Academy in New Jersey and will be playing lacrosse next year at West Point. His family lives in Cary, which is about forty minutes from campus. Out of the blue, he called me and asked if I, along with two other friends from high school wanted to “get some wings and watch some football.” He eventually picked us up and we headed towards South Point Mall. This in itself was an interesting experience.
This is a kid can make any situation more entertaining than it should be and always makes his life sound a thousand times more exciting than yours. No one is spared as long as it results in a good laugh. After spending the majority of his summer at Army Prep, he understandably was very impressed with the women here and felt that it was necessary to strike up a conversation with each one.
Anyways, we make it to south point in record time after pushing his dad’s old Toyota Camry about as hard as it would go. I had never felt so strange riding in a car on the highway, it was one of the first times i have been in a car since I arrived. Once we arrived at South Point we found a nicely overpriced sports bar called Champps. When the hostess informed us there would be a wait she gave us a buzzer and asked for a name to which my friend quickly responded: “frat boy,” handing the buzzer to another friend who is a pledge at a fraternity on campus. Once we were seated at a table that somehow was situated in a way that made it awkward to look at any of the one hundred TVs in there the frat jokes relentlessly started to fly. It was incredibly entertaining, but at the expense of our pledge friend.
After a good meal during which I watched the least football I have watched on a sunday since the beginning of the season we decided to check out the Halloween store before getting back on the road. This place was repulsive. Some of the costumes there were amazingly rude and tasteless. A few examples are the various captains, pilots and sailors with names like “Dick C. Normous, Dr. Rigorrmortis and Dick Amazing (not even mildly clever).” My personal favorite was a knight costume named “A Knight to remember” this costume was a simple knight featuring a very large “sword” if you catch my drift. This thing was massive and before leaving the store we only found it appropriate to leave it hanging out of the costume bag. Shortly after a mom and child walked by. This was flat out hilarious.
After a funny trip to a costume store it was finally time to go home. This took much less time than it should have and stripped just about all the rubber off that Camry’s tires. After warning our friend about the countless policemen in Chapel Hill he simply responded: “its ok I have a military ID.”
Our country is in good hands as long as he is enlisted.
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