I’ve started to learn a few things the last week…every place has their own rules which govern behavior, and I’d like to not make a complete fool of myself, so here we go:
- Under no circumstances shall white be worn after Labor day and before Easter. I thought this was a thing that died out in… oh I don’t know… the 80s. Apparently not, so I am now tasked with locating something to match my navy slacks to, and my white boat shoes shall be retired to the top of the shelf until the spring.
- Sweet tea is the topic of much conversation, when in doubt, default to this topic. It’s a safe zone.
- No dancing on elevated surfaces. I hadn’t planned to, but now I definitely won’t. My feet shall remain on the ground when dancing.
- Greek life = life as we know it. Well, I guess that shall be amended to Greek life, the Grove, and all things SEC Football. If I can’t get fully on board with it, I can certainly appreciate it.
- People are apparently always watching your behavior. This morning, the young man hired to tend the grounds at my apartment complex, remarked at how much I walk, and apparently appear to be in a rush to go everywhere. Yesterday, someone remarked at how I am always waiting for the bus (I am), and another person commented that I receive a lot of packages (Amazon is my new best friend).