It didn't feel like it while I was at the Bo', but every time I compare college experiences lately, I become more convinced that I attended a very special bubble. And possibly a cult.
Tonight, I got a phone call from the students working for alumni giving and had a perfectly nice chat with him about the weather, living in B'more (where he's from), and visiting Maine after I promised I'd contribute to the fund later this week. As I was talking to him, I was reminded of all my non-Bo friends' stories of evading alumni giving, never donating money, and being hounded by calls. But at the same time, I was also reminded of all my friends who had those evening shifts making calls, and their stories of the wonderful people they talked to, and of all of us now being the kind alumni who chat with the students, and I can't help but be friendly and protective toward these kids.
Moi: Sometimes, I feel suckered into something. But all my other [Bo'] friends love school so much and are so into it, that I feel pressured to also be nice to the school and love it. Wait, that sounds like a cult, no?
Lisa: That's exactly what a cult is.
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