What you did not know was that not all "Exits" at the Javitz Center are actually "Exits." Like the one ND, JH and we walked out of during the lunch break on Sunday. When we went out of the door marked with a big "Exit" sign, we entered what seemed to be the aftermath of nuclear war, where only roaches and aspiring lawyers could survive. When we continued walking, we, and all the other lemmings we followed, realized we were trapped! See, e.g., infra:
False Imprisonment? We think yes.
Can you imagine if this was actual Bar day? These people would be SHRIEKING in anger and stress.
Luckily our beach diet finally paid off, and we were able to escape. Others were not so lucky...
After bombing the fake MBE, we followed regional regional director guy's advice, and went to the bar he suggested to go to, with many lovely F.U. friends. Best part - regional regional director guy showed up, and we met him in person! It was kind of like finally meeting Pierre Capretz from the French in Action videos in college...
Can you imagine if this was actual Bar day? These people would be SHRIEKING in anger and stress.
Luckily our beach diet finally paid off, and we were able to escape. Others were not so lucky...
After bombing the fake MBE, we followed regional regional director guy's advice, and went to the bar he suggested to go to, with many lovely F.U. friends. Best part - regional regional director guy showed up, and we met him in person! It was kind of like finally meeting Pierre Capretz from the French in Action videos in college...
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