Gotta Love It Pt. 1

I was just chilln this past Saturday afternoon. These two girls came over so we could do a little "group studying" for our Italian midterm tomorrow. I used quotation marks there not to imply that anything, um, explicit occured, but rather to show that group study sessions never work. You end up eating some snacks and you get distracted easily.

After my two friends left, I went upstairs to lay down on my bed and relax when I got a call. It was my boy Aaron. He said he and his friend Josh had an extra ticket to this concert up in Boston and if I wanted to go. I never heard of the groups playing plus I was in the "kickin it" mood so I said no thanks. After 2 minutes of contemplating my night and the potential for fun, I called him back and said I'm in. Afterall, I'm all about getting into some adventures and livin up this last year. Plus, I got my main man Will and my girl Becca up in Cambridge.

I took a quick shower, packed some food for the car (bag o' potato chips, reese's p cups, gatorade) and threw some essentials into my backpack. Hopped in Josh's volvo station wagon and we were off. We got to the concert pretty early. We found good parking and dropped our stuff off at Will's spot. Then headed back to the concert. We all had beers by the bar and then went to get our tickets.

I was the only 21 year old. Josh and Aaron are both 20. However, they do have fake ID's. Aaron had went into the concert a few minutes before me and Josh but didn't call or text that you only had to be 18 or over to get in. I walk up and show my legal ID and I get a green braclet that I show to the bouncer. Josh goes up and shows his fake South Carolina ID that says he is Eric Doyle. As I'm descending the stairs, I look back and see a woman take his ID and point for him to get out. Aaron is standing there with me but at that moment the band he likes comes on stage and he goes to see them.

I go outside and find Josh standing on the sidewalk. He honestly looked like his puppy just got run over. As I was trying to console him, I decided to insert some humor. It didn't go over well. We then came up with the idea that I could ask someone to buy their green braclet owing to the fact they were already inside.

I went back inside only to find Aaron buying the bands T-shirt and CD and being pretty darn jolly. He said he was fine with leaving cuz he already saw his band. (Leave no man behind, right?) But the next band was Josh's favorite and I didn't want to let him down. I didn't know who the F was playing and I was already have a fine adventure so I was cool. Right then I saw someone's braclet fall off and made like Speedy Gonzalez and snatched it up.

As I was walking outside, I saw another one and took that, too. We all congregated outside and I presented Josh with the new braclet except there was no way to get it to stay around his wrist because it already broke up. Lo and behold, Josh happened to have scotch tape in his pocket. I kid you not ladies and gentleman. This Jewish bloke from Rochester walks around with tape in his pocket. So, he and Aaron switched shirts and Josh took off his glasses in order not to be recognized.

Josh went in first and I followed a few minutes later. I didn't see him at the entrance and once I made my way downstairs I spotted him. He got in. I was happy. He was happy. Aaron came down a few minutes later and we were feelin good. We decided to go to the front near the stage so we could hear the band better.

As the set was changing, Aaron handed me Josh's flask. I took a sip and passed it back to Aaron. He then took some and as he was handing it to Josh, this guy in a black hat and black sweatshirt came over and yelled "You two are done!" This was an undercover security guard/worker for the club and he busted them for having an outside drink.

I was in shock but I didn't dare say I was with them. I waited for them to be escorted outside and then I texted Will with only one word: "TROUBLE". I then went outside and found Aaron and Josh sitting on this bench. Not only did Josh get kicked out for a second time and Aaron for a first and not only did they take the fake ID, they now took the flask.

As soon as I sat down, I started laughing. Josh was pissed. Aaron was cool cuz he got a shirt and a CD. I then explained the good ol' "So weak its tight" motto which was perfect for that moment. The more we talked about what just happened, the funnier it became. We decided to cut our losses and head back to Harvard hoping things would turn.

And turn they did. Sort of.