The funniest thing happened this morning at the May Dip- I'd fancied this guy a bit since I first saw him on a Breakaway walk at the beginning of the semester, and I'd seen him maybe three times besides that, but we'd never spoken. He always seemed a bit intense to me, though, so I always brushed it off. This morning a bit before 6 I happened to be with friends in the sogging cold after May-dipping, trying to get up from Castle Sands through the ginormous queue up the steps, when I spotted him in the crowd a few feet away. I didn't think much of it, but five minutes later he was quite drunkenly chatting up my best friend while I was squished up against his back. As my friend pushed ahead, I cut a bit in front of him, he spoke to me and we chatted all along the queue. He was bloody wasted but I thoroughly enjoyed our brief encounter. Too bad I've never chatted him up sober!
Still, cheers man, you made queueing WAY more interesting! Maybe I should have taken you up on your request that I bring you back and give you some tea to warm up.