2 old chicks at Ohio State

mandi bought us tickets to see Tegan and Sara play at the Newport Music Hall at Ohio State  monday night. during a bathroom break we made friends with a group of girls who were drinking out of a flask. they looked young and i asked if they were students at OSU. they were all, “no, but we will be next year!”

mandi shot me a wide-eyed “holy-drunk-high-school-chicks-batman” look and headed into a stall. i waited by the sinks and kept chatting up the illegals. i asked their ringleader what they were drinking.

“bacardi 151,” she said.

i should’ve known. because, you know, that’s totally normal to drink 151 straight out of a flask on a monday night when you’re 17.

out of the corner of my eye i saw another one of them vomit, exorcist style, into the trash can. i was all, “holy shit! is your friend okay?!” they all turned to look at their friend and just laughed. apparently, i was the only one who was freaked out by the random puking. the chatty group focused their attention back on me and kept firing questions. they asked if mandi and i were in school. i told them we were 26 and 27 years old and had graduated awhile back. then the puker just wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand, walked back over to us, grabbed the flask and hit it again, like nothing ever happened. these chicks were hardcore. mandi and i said goodbye to them and got out of there fast.

we walked around, scoped out the venue for the best seats and got drinks from the bar. then we headed down to the pit in front of the stage to watch the opening act. they were okay. i can’t even remember their name. just kind of generic. when they finished up we decided to head out into the back alley for a smoke. it was packed out there and just as we were laughing about the outrageous number of women sporting mullets, who should appear, but our 151-chugging jailbait friends.

they squealed with excitement and ran right over to us. non-sensical, overly dramatic conversation ensued. after a minute or so, we all noticed that their puker friend was leaning against the alley wall, passed out, but still standing up. i won’t lie, it was pretty funny and we were all doubled over laughing, when one of the girls slurred,

“dude! that was probably you guys like 10 years ago! hahahahaha!!!!”

mandi and i were stunned. then we started laughing like maniacs. those chicks straight up called us old.

anyway, Tegan and Sara came out and gave an AMAZING performance. the show was perfect. we left feeling pretty good (and by good i mean buzzed up on tequila and red bull) and so the next logical move was to check out the bars. we found a cool place and settled in and within 5 minutes the manager of the place had bought us a carafe (yes, you read correctly, an entire carafe) of shots. needless to say, we ended up bar hopping all night with the manager and his friends. there was Ryan, JT and Tiny Meatball. we were sad to leave, but at 2AM it finally dawned on us that we had to be at work in the morning and we were 3 hours from indy. it was a rough realization. we hit up arby’s and cinnabun and hit the road, pulled into our driveway at 5:15AM and then headed to work.

no regrets ;)