kvetch:
v.1 (Yiddish) to complain
Just when I thought I could get away from sorority girl drama, it comes to the letters to the editor section. Nothing is safe.
To the girl drinking out of the bathroom sink in Rams at late night, I’m pretty sure you’re allowed to use the drink machines here.
Dear freshmen at country night, your washed off X’s aren’t fooling us. We’re all waiting to see you slip and face plant into quarter beer sludge.
To the girl in the elevator in Morrison asking for the second floor: I heard you, I asked twice because I didn’t believe you.
To our suitemates: Thank you for the subtle sticky notes you leave on our doors. Here’s a subtle one for you: Please get your weave out of the sink.
To the guy changing out of his cargo shorts in the UL bathroom: you made the right choice, if not at the right time. Stay classy.
To the girl who tied her frat daddy’s shoe outside Hanes; you’ve hit a new sorostitute low.
Oh I’m sorry bartender, but I don’t hook up with you to be charged $12 for shots.