Remec
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Goggling
Heh...I have a story about drinking goggles...
Freshman year of college, the scholarship program I was on put all of the male students (and some of the female ones) in a "dorm" that was actually a series of townhomes. You were either assigned to one of the corner, large units...with 7 rooms and, usually, the RA...or else a 3 room unit where two rooms shared a bath upstairs, and the other one was just past the public lobby/study area.
As the lobby area was a public place, there wasn't a curfew for when the opposite sex had to leave, so several units had had their residents go out and equip the instutional furniture with soft blankets and throw pillows...and some even hit the cheap bins at the carpet store in town.
Me, my roommate, and the two guys we shared upstairs with went out to a party sometime in the first month or so we were on campus. I'd had to be somewhere the next morning...class, or work, or play rehearsal...I forget where, so I got up early and went to breakfast.
I start to come down like usual, but then slowed my step on the stairs as I realize that someone from upstairs is sleeping on the lobby floor...with company that they obviously brought home from the party. I smiled to my self, but left and took care of things and came back to the room just before lunchtime.
In my room, my roommate and suitemate both begin bouncing questions off me.
"When did you leave?"
"Did you see who was downstairs?"
"Have you mentioned this to anyone today?"
and so on...
"What's this all about? All I saw was a very nice head of blond hair lying against your chest and shoulder," I said.
My suitemate then proceeds to let me know who it was, and tell me in no uncertain terms, that if I ever saw him wearing beer goggles and she was to come around him, I was to do anything I could to prevent him leaving with her *ever* again.....
cloudy said:
Heh...I have a story about drinking goggles...
Freshman year of college, the scholarship program I was on put all of the male students (and some of the female ones) in a "dorm" that was actually a series of townhomes. You were either assigned to one of the corner, large units...with 7 rooms and, usually, the RA...or else a 3 room unit where two rooms shared a bath upstairs, and the other one was just past the public lobby/study area.
As the lobby area was a public place, there wasn't a curfew for when the opposite sex had to leave, so several units had had their residents go out and equip the instutional furniture with soft blankets and throw pillows...and some even hit the cheap bins at the carpet store in town.
Me, my roommate, and the two guys we shared upstairs with went out to a party sometime in the first month or so we were on campus. I'd had to be somewhere the next morning...class, or work, or play rehearsal...I forget where, so I got up early and went to breakfast.
I start to come down like usual, but then slowed my step on the stairs as I realize that someone from upstairs is sleeping on the lobby floor...with company that they obviously brought home from the party. I smiled to my self, but left and took care of things and came back to the room just before lunchtime.
In my room, my roommate and suitemate both begin bouncing questions off me.
"When did you leave?"
"Did you see who was downstairs?"
"Have you mentioned this to anyone today?"
and so on...
"What's this all about? All I saw was a very nice head of blond hair lying against your chest and shoulder," I said.
My suitemate then proceeds to let me know who it was, and tell me in no uncertain terms, that if I ever saw him wearing beer goggles and she was to come around him, I was to do anything I could to prevent him leaving with her *ever* again.....
or two more and I'll really feel like a shaver happy camper! 
