Thursday, January 26, 2012

Bro Code and Strike

Blatant violation of the bro code.

True violations are hard to come by. There are the minor ones that you can just brush off your shoulders. Every guy has these invisible laws known as the "bro code" engraved in their minds as they grow up.

My roommate and I were at the gym. He was playing volleyball and I was playing basketball. As we are being kicked out of the gym, I look outside and it's raining. I had no hood and no umbrella. Awesome. My roommate drove. I double check with him to see if he drove.

"Sorry, I promised the girls I'd drive them home."

My mind was trying to scramble for appropriate words to say. I made a joking effort to get a ride to no avail. In the end, I had nothing to say and turned away. Don't get me wrong. I think it's proper to escort girls back home if you have a car. But I'm one guy. A guy who is going to exact same place as the driver. Unless he was trying to drive the women's lacrosse team in one trip, I don't see how I couldn't have fit in the ride.

This goes beyond the bro code. This should be classified as roommate code.

I get home soaking wet. I check my phone which I left at home to charge. One text message from said roommate. "Do you want to go to Price Choppers?" I literally stared at this message in disbelief. If you are going to bring me to do some grocery shopping, wouldn't it have made sense to drive me back from the gym so you wouldn't have to wait for me to walk home in the rain?

I'm too tired to be upset. I have an 8:30 AM class in the morning and I haven't done the assignment yet.

That's strike 1, roommate.

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