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Frat boys are people too
BY DAVID JAKIELO
Recently, I noticed a girl and wanted to talk to her. On impulse, I approached her and initiated conversation. I don't know what drives me to take such risks (answer: hormones), but my friends and family are very proud. Initially the talk went smoothly until someone informed her that I'm in a fraternity. I immediately became stereotyped. She explained, which I am not making up, "You're probably an (non-Catholic word) who would take me back to your apartment, give me a 6-pack and then try to have (get our mind out of the gutter young persons) with me." On top of that, throughout the night she would say things like, "Wait, you're opening my door? Maybe you are a nice guy? Is this part of your 'game' I have mace on me, you know!" Another girl, during the same week, accused me of being the type of guy who makes out with six girls per party. That is also untrue; the average is typically eight.
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