On being classy

So after Hell Week officially concluded, our accounting professor - designer of the exam we had on Friday - generously took the whole class out to Bentley’s and bought the first round (a $200 value!)

My friend, on ordering her first drink, said “Bud Light” to the bartender.

I looked at her like she was crazy. “This man has made our lives a living hell for the past two months!” I exclaimed. I turned to the bartender and, because I’m classy, said, “I’d like a Crown Royal and coke, please. Can we make it a double?”

Take a note, kids. This is how you act out in the REAL world!

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