Originally Posted by That_70s_Rush! (Post 1739171)

You can all stop guessing. :D I purposefully changed and omitted a few details in order to keep JSU and myself anonymous. These details do not change my rush story at all; they just serve to obfuscate the location. Greek life has changed there a lot, and I did not want my online legacy to the school and Greek system I love so much to be translated as "well, ABC is really horrible at JSU ...... they have been since at least the 70s!" to anyone who might google the school and any chapter now or into the future. Rest assured knowing that no one who has sent me a PM has guessed correctly.

And on with the story...

Bid Day
When we wake up the next morning, everyone is a nervous wreck, including me. After a fitful night’s sleep and late night conversation with my folks, I am even more convinced that I want to be a Donna. A few days ago, I didn’t know a thing about sororities. Now I am praying for a bid like my life depends on it.

Bid day is actually in the evening, so we had all day to marinate. At this point in time on my campus, there were no phone calls. If you didn’t receive a bid, you found that out when bids were handed out. You received an envelope with a card in it that said you had not been invited to join any sorority. Yikes! Since classes have not started yet, a bunch of girls from our floor decide to go shopping and then take in a movie. We make a pact that we will NOT discuss anything rush related. It doesn’t do much to soothe our nerves, but it does provide us with a little distraction. We’re back in our dorm by five and get ready for the big event. I wear yet another sundress and platforms.

The activity center is a mad house, buzzing with anticipation and anxiety. The various sisters are standing in groups outside, holding huge banners. Inside, the RCs are standing in their own areas holding up big signs with their names on them. Once everyone makes it to their RC, they begin handing out the bid cards. There are screams. There are tears. Girls begin to dash outside to join their new sisters and make the trek back to their new homes for the festivities. I open up my bid card and read it with stunned disbelief. It reads …………..

Originally Posted by that_70s_Rush

At this point in time on my campus, there were no phone calls. If you didn’t receive a bid, you found that out when bids were handed out. You received an envelope with a card in it that said you had not been invited to join any sorority. Yikes!

Originally Posted by irishpipes (Post 1739144)

Ha ha I think VP shares my interest in Greek history. The campus is relatively simple to figure out in this particular case, and if you look at what groups closed soon after her rush time frame, it confirms it.

ETA: There are a lot of clues if you are familiar with Greek life at other schools - even if just by reading GC or volunteering in your own org. We know it is a large state school, but not SEC. It is competitive, but only has 13 NPC chapters. It has at least one traditionally Jewish chapter, and that chapter is somewhat smaller than others. House architecture styles include Italian and Spanish villa (very few locations would have that) as well as modern and classic Georgian. 4 chapters were struggling with numbers. School is in a large town (yet everyone seems to know each other.)

Originally Posted by That_70s_Rush! (Post 1739251)

And the moral of this story? Be true to yourself. When it comes to making decisions that have to do with matters of the heart, like choosing a sisterhood or husband, sometimes the best decisions are the obvious ones we might overlook at first glance.