How to drink in boarding school
He had the right change. He called to make sure. But he counted again anyways. The woman said the bus would be here anytime between 1:00 pm and 1:30. She couldn’t be much more specific than that as it was Saturday and everything ran a little slow on Saturday. He had $320 in his pocket and a hockey bag full of towels.
Every few minutes he’d nervously switch the bag from his left to right shoulder, then back again. His lack of knowledge about the bus system embarrassed him slightly, but he wasn’t from the kind of place where people rode buses. He couldn’t think of many reasons why people would take the bus to Waterbury.
He had seen an old picture of the “Brass Capital of the World” from the beginning of the century that showed a busy downtown full of people, cars and streetcars. Funny.
Any teacher who saw him would know exactly why he was waiting at the bus stop with a hockey bag full of towels. But, as long as he didn’t give them a reason to bust him- they wouldn’t. And carrying a hockey bag wasn’t a good enough reason. But the longer he waited, the greater the risk. It was all part of the game and he was good at it.
You had to be reasonably smart: keep the bottles well hidden, drink quickly and quietly, shoot the liquor straight or if mixing, pour it into an insulated school mug, do your best to hide your breath (especially during sign-in) and most importantly don’t do anything sloppy.
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