A list of the oddities around this find establishment after a month of observations:
*Before I even begin, there are 5 items that must be said.
- Panchero's is near the music school
- Panchero's is near the English and Religion departments
- There are Greek houses (both sororities and fraternities) in the vicinity
- There are two stop signs in plain sight from the porch of Panchero's
- There is a coffee shot (Boca Cafe) inside Panchero's
Now to the list...
-Apparently the field across from P's is a great place for you to train your dog to do tricks. But not just any old tricks, like sit or roll over...no, no...intense tricks like jumping through hoops!
-The sidewalk around P's is now an exclusive motorcycle roadway. Yes ladies and gentlemen, you can now walk in fear on the sidewalks around this place...because not only can you get hit by sixteen trucks crossing the street in a ten-minute span...but now you can even get hit by the motorcycles driving up your walkway!
-Late one evening, I spotted a whole pack of fraternity boys, dressed in suits--matching of course-- running down the hill, in a line...why? I do not know--perhaps it was for a pleasant midnight jog to increase blood circulation and work off all the alcohol calories they ingest.
-Between 6:10pm and 6:20pm...a ten minute span of time...sixteen trucks passed Panchero's...Sixteen! That is crazy!
-Katie and I saw this girl from the back who had pulled all her hair up on top of her head. It seriously looked like some bushy animal had decided to sit and live on top of her head. Well, after a few minutes of complete shock, we turned around and kept doing our homework. Well ten minutes go by and sure enough, this same girl is walking back to P's, except something is wrong...she is a he! And he has the bushy hair animal on his head and his face painted like someone from the cover of a Marilyn Manson CD. Yeah...Katie and I averted our eyes pretty quickly after that revelation.
-Wescott fountain, as many students know, is a beloved spot on the FSU campus. Usually a picturesque spot for graduates or pamphlets promoting our fine school...it is also used as a dumping ground for birthday people. So this next observation is quite hilarious in light of these facts. My coworker Jimmy and I were sitting out on the porch and saw three women running towards the fountain...not really strange considering the time of night...but these ladies were wearing life jackets. Bright orange life jackets. Apparently the fountain is deep and safety apparatuses should be worn. So what did I learn? That future birthday plungers should heed this warning and prepare themselves accordingly before it's too late and the dark, chilling waters of the fountain swallow them up forever.
-With the continuing trend of large cover-all-of-your-cheekbones sunglasses, it's no surprise that Elvis has visited Panchero's. No lie! This guy had long sideburns, huge glasses, and a white shirt. I secretly had to tell Carly, my grand-little #2, he was here so as not to alarm her...but alas, after she saw him we both broke into a fit of giggles. Much to our dismay, after a few minutes, Elvis left the building.
-What do you think of when you hear the words "pimped out car?" Do you think, old man listening to an 80's song in a sports car? I do now! This guy randomly pulls up to the stop sign and blares his 80's while resting his hand on the steering wheel which he put a blue light under...I didn't know that was even possible! One of the other students at P's, who, after this incident, introduced himself as Brenden, the cheese-faced taco-eater (FYI, we became friends on account of the old 80s dude! I think that is hilarious!) was definitely laughing with me on this one and said, "He wasn't gonna let that song die! That was awesome!" [Oh and if your wondering why he called himself that, it's because he found out that I was people-watching and basically told me while he was eating, he got cheese all over his face...but honestly...I wasn't paying attention to him and his eating, so he basically shared info and landed on my list!]
Well that concludes my adventures on the porch of P's. Tune in next time to hear more stories on the life and times of the strange students sighted around Panchero's...
1 comment:
ohhh ms. beeler. i believe this and the 80s social were my introductions to Carrie and her blogging. how exciting. you've got a way with words my dear... and now you've convinced me to start! i love you oh so much.
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