After a good response on the first story, thought I’d share another one from my East Coast days.
This is another college memory, from when I was a sophomore, around 20.
I used to work a part-time job on campus doing tours for prospective students and parents who came to see the school. Usually it was once or twice a week, during the spring, I would take a group from the campus center on a 30-45 minute walking tour around the college, telling them about the different buildings, departments, dorms and so on.
Usually these tours would be on Saturday mornings or afternoons, when I was hungover and I’d put on a smile, smoke a bit and try to finish them off as soon as possible. It was usually overenthusiastic parents or high school kids, so nothing too exciting.
One Saturday morning, I am at the campus center where the group is gathered, the admissions lady introduces me, and I start the tour for about 15 people. Mostly they are parents and their high schoolers, though there are two or three kids who are there alone as well.