I rose above these circumstances because of the winter storm that decided to shit on the parade of my plans today. I was supposed to head back to State College with my girlfriend, who is gracious enough to not only have a car, but drive as well, but the sleet and “wintry mix” as the Weather Channel dubs it made everyone nervous, including me, so we had to delay our trip until tomorrow at midday.
With a six-pack of Beast (the regular kind, actually known of the ones pcitured above) already bought from a New York grocery store, I figured it was a good as time as ever to start drinking in front of my parents. My father was really the only one who was around to witness me drinking and barely raised an eyebrow. When my Mom returned from her errands (mostly buying me things for the rest of the semester, bless her heart) and barely missed a beat in her day.
What did throw me off was that her nanny friend/acquaintance came over for a lift up our steep-ass cul-de-sac which was covered with a sheet of sleet this afternoon thanks to this little storm we had today. I was completely smashed and must have stuttered every word that came out of my mouth—hilarious at least in my mind.
To top that off, my little brother who is a senior, nearly ready to graduate, knew I was drunk and was quite jealous of the fact that he couldn’t drink at all because our mother had driven off in our car, the Shaggin’ Wagon, that contained his stash of beer.
Anyways, I just want to know if there is anyone else out there who has gotten drunk while being in college and in that kind of awkward phase between being a completely stain and becoming an independent person from your family—because I feel like I hit that stage head on today.
For the most part, I would say it was enjoyable, mostly because my older brother called me out on drinking Milwaukee’s Best and my Dad told him to shut up and let me drink. In addition, it was March Madness and I wasn’t going anywhere today so I felt an obligatory duty to drink the beer that I had already bought. Where else was I going to drink it (besides back at college—however, that was still a day away I must say)?
I just feel like it’s interesting to know when that drunk line between your parents and your college self is crossed. Let me know your experiences (if there are any blog viewers out there at all).
