Glory Dayz, glory daze, glory days.
Nobody tell this guy that the Theatre Department approved the borrowing of the scenery, but the whole "mission to steal under cover" plot was cooked up to get the ROTC guys to provide their trucks, and labor, for free. Such fun memories!
(It's like the poor man who had to steal... pistachios to get his protein in college, or the rich girl who ate off-brand ramen noodles, with her horsemeat, to make her payments on those outstanding student loan debts. #BadBoyz4Life)
Narr said... I never skipped school, but the stuff my friends and I did during and after our classes on campus was enough to have gotten us in considerable trouble, at least. The night-time raid on the backstage area to borrow some scenery flats for one of the guy's girlfriend's school play
(which I ended up in, but that's another story) was by far the most consequential.
It was well-planned (as befitted our JROTC training). We had the things staged as close to the doors as possible and about 8pm one weeknight we got took Rick's dad's truck and went to the campus. Backed it up next to the double doors on the side of the auditorium, a well-lit area but it couldn't be helped, and neither could the sudden and unexplained short of the truck's horn. No shit. Rick had to disconnect it.
As head of the stage crew Rick had the master key of course, the one that was supposed to never leave the school office outside of hours. Six minutes to load and tie down the flats, and off we went. We had to burgle them back in a week later.
But I never skipped.
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