WAG - Stranded in the Desert
Or why my bags are packed and I'm going nowhere fast
Okay, this is funny...
It was unexpected, but in retrospect it makes sense, and for those of you who have had any intereaction with the soon to be mentioned group, it will all make sense in a moment.
Athletics screwed up again.
Okay, cutting to the chase: Before we left Missouri, we were told if we lost to Stanford Saturday night, we'd head home the next day.
While loading the bus after the game, pondered our departure time (or more specifically, what was the latest we could sleep in), for no specific time had been given. We figured the logistics had already been planned, but not announced to make it look like they were confident about the team's chances.
As we were pulling out of the Wells Fargo Arena parking lot, we were told that the details had not been worked out with the charter company and that we'd be told specifics in the morning.
Okay... We've had how long to plan this trip?
Anyway, still believing it was to be our last day in Tempe, most of the band acted accordingly. Imagine what shenanigans you will.
After getting up this morning, a friend and I checked in with the band staff chaperones to see when we were leaving.
I was told that we'd leave tonight at 8 p.m. or Monday morning, and they were leaning toward tomorrow, and that there'd be no more additional per diem money.
"So those of us who spent like there was no tomorrow are screwed?" I asked.
"Yeah."
I looked at my friend and said, "Looks like we'll be spotting lots of people money."
Another unexpected day in the Southwest.
Once again, athletics has proven the incompetency we so often joke about. You have made posting easier today and you will probably force me to eat food purchased at a gas station to save money.
Thanks.
This won't soon be forgotten.
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