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If you have FOMO from missing a party you chose not to go to over the weekend, we gotcha covered. Shreyas Manohar (AKA, but just for that night, Sober Hero Shreyas Manohar) shares a bit of his experience at Columbia’s literary society, Alpha Delta Phi, host of a little get together in their luxurious home on Frat Row last Saturday.
“You haven’t seen a crowd till you’ve travelled in a Mumbai local,” I always brag, showcasing the exotic and fascinating struggles I have grown up with. After yesterday’s frat party, I’ve lost the right to use that line. Now I tell my Mumbai-local-travelling-struggling friends, “You haven’t seen a crowd till you’ve been to a frat party.” ADP’s house was really well furnished and spacious just making me hate my John Jay single even more. However going from my JJ 13 room to the ground took me less time than climbing down one flight of stairs at this party. SO. MANY. PEOPLE. So, I said something then which nobody has ever said and nobody ever will again, “So JJ elevators aren’t that bad.”
Drinks were for $2. The only reason people were still there was the music. It was the first time that a frat party had music which you could dance to even if you were sober. Shout out to that DJ cheerfully giving 3 first bumps per minute to the even more cheerful drunk people. Giving out drinks at the door is too mainstream. Giving out condoms at the door is the in thing. The condoms were so well received by the public that I even found fellow John Jay residents playing water balloon fights with the orange flavoured condoms at 2 am with classy jazz music in the background.
I have a friend who takes photos of everything. Everything. His Instagram is filled with photos of toilet seat(s), crumbs of food, crumbs of food on toilet seats and everything else you can think of. I wish he had been at the party because he would have found his soulmate. There was this girl with a DSLR who going around taking photos of every imaginable thing. Her photo reel includes a girl coughing, another dude tying his shoe laces and a person pretending to text by vociferously tapping on his blank touch screen. Highlight of the evening was how she captured a couple that was humping and making out on this comfortable couch I so badly wanted to sit on. She actually cleared the space by pushing people away and took different shots from different angles, moving around the room and kneeling down on knees at one point. It takes tremendous amounts of confidence and perseverance to be so blatantly creepy, skills which will help her in getting a solid job. Columbia is not well represented in Porn Videography anyway.
Thoughts you resort to when finding yourself at frat party via JoyReactor