Top 10 Signs You Are A Die Hard Omega
 

About a month or so ago, there was a Strawberry Letter on Steve Harvey show, "Will the Real Omega Man Stand Up?" From that letter, my mind took a journey and created a la Steve's Top 10, Top 10 Signs You Are A Die Hard Omega. Of course there are more than 10 so I added honorable mentions.

Bruhs, this was created in love, not to throw stones. But of all the D9 fraternities, you all are the most demonstrative of your love for Omega, IMO. :) You all rep Omega so hard that it is hard not to notice.

I sent this as an e-mail to my Omega friends and they all agreed with me or said they have been tamed a bit. :)

Please feel free to pass along to other Omegas you know.




Top 10 Signs You Are a Die Hard Omega

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10. Your e-mail account and password are both Omega related. All e-mails are composed in purple font.
OmegaMan1911_4_Life@ yahoo.com
NuttinButTheDawgInMe@ hotmail.com
AtomicDawg1911@ gmail.com
GoldBoots@ aol.com
SetOutAHop@ blackplanet.com
Funky4Corners@ lycos.com

Password: JustLoveCooperColeman
November171911
HowardUAlphaChapter
BloodSweatTears

9. Favorite day of the year is 11.17.1911. Favorite colors are purple and gold. Favorite song is Atomic Dawg. Favorite football team is the Vikings. Favorite basketball team is the Lakers.

8. You throw up the hooks and bark at every Que you see on the road, at church, at the mall, the library, a wedding, a funeral, a parade, on TV.

7. You change the spelling of words, i.e. cucumber is now QUEcumber and calculator is calQUElator.

6. You use “Roo” like most people say hello, goodbye, thank you and you’re welcome.

5. Your car has an Omega Psi Phi front plate, Omega Psi Phi license plate, Omega Psi Phi license plate frame, and Omega Psi Phi sticker in the rear window along with the Omega Psi Phi shield that sticks on the car.

4. Your doorbell and cell phone ring tone all play Atomic Dog. You even figured out how to get your instant messages to play Atomic Dog when a new IM is received.

3. You wear fatigues and gold boots to church. You wear the dog collar on Communion Sunday.

2. You have more Omega artwork on display than family photos.

1. In church, everyone says Amen or Hallelujah or Thank You Jesus, you bark.



Honorable Mentions
You name your children after the founders, even your daughters.

You forget your mate’s, parents’, and siblings birthdays but never forget Founders Day or your line brothers’ birthdays.

You have a burned CD that plays nothing but Atomic Dog.

You have every Omega chapter website as a bookmark.

You’ve signed every chapter’s website’s guestbook.

You have more paddles than you have belts.

You let da Bruhz cut in front of you in traffic but not other fraternities.

You have an Omega Psi Phi Bible cover that your mother, aunt, or grandmother knit for you.

You used to own a cat. Now you own a pit bull named Omega.

Your credit cards are maxed out buying more Omega nalia, but you have defaulted on your student loans.

You barked at the title of this e-mail.

You forward this on to every Omega you know.




Written by Carla Sarratt
DSQ
4 ~ Omicron Theta ~ Spring 1997

Soror, that is too funny. Especially #1. Roo to the Bruhs!

That was funny!
And I am dying at how I too....have committed some of the honorable mentions...

I'm guilty of some of those and it bothers me that I have so much purple gear. But we can't wear red so what is a dog to do.

Now what can we do for the Deltas...........?

One particular activity which could go on this list is the practice of camparing "hits"(ie, brands) when "die hard" Ques get together in some fraternal gatherings. It'a a bonding activity analagous to women comparing pocketbooks or shoes, I suppose!:)

Now that's funny - CTHU!!! :)

LMAO!! That is so true. You all tell how you got it, what you were wearing when you got it, who was there, and the sounds made when you got it.

A funny story about this particular "die hard" Que activity. On one occasion, when the "Omega oil" was flowing freely, a group of younger bruhs were comparing their "hits" with a bit of the male braggadoccio in play. In fun, one early '60s brother decided he wanted to shut them all up. He got up and went into the midst of this group, unzipped his pants and showed them his prized "hit." The younger bruhs scattered like the men who left the scene of the woman caught in adultery after Jesus wrote on the ground.There was no more conversation about hits!:)

:eek: :eek: :eek: OH MY DAYUM.:eek: :eek: :eek:

Like my West Indian friends would say - PARTY DONE!!!!!!

21. You show off your hits more than you show pictures of your kids. :o :p

LMAO, You all are killing me over here! Before I could recover from laughing at CT4s list here comes Wolfman with that branding story. That was too funny.

I learned a valuable lesson today- do not try and drink beverages or eat while you are reading GC posts because you never know what's around the corner.

OH MY.

Every Omega I know fits this profile.:D

Glad you ladies got a kick out of the story! This is a true story that I witnessed in my Que sojourn. Omega is the greatest fraternity because of the intensity of the male comradeship, love and sharing, combining extreme Christian belief and reprobate behaviour, sometimes by the same people!:) It's always interesting being a bruh! Not for the weak of heart, self-righeous or uncommitted!

I've just come back from visiting an Omega brother made in the '40s who's in a nursing facility due to a stroke he suffered a few years ago. The LORD put it on my heart to go see him today. His wife was there and we all talked and had a good time. Before I left, the brother, who was a genetics prof., was talking to me about pledging and his LBs. He struggled to tell me an "off-color" Que dog joke about sex that one of his LBs told him. He finallly got it out and we laughed. Ques are always young at heart with an indomitable "joie de vivre" of masculine sexuality and good humor.

Such a great story. Glad that you went to visit him. I am sure your visit meant a lot to him. :)

Wow thank you for sharing that.

And yes, the sexuality of Omegas has not been wasted on me.:D

Great story, Wolfman. I'm sure your visit touched his heart in a might way. :)

I've met some of the older members of my boo's chapter. They are indeed a hoot, LOL!!!

Now see........:D

Stories. I met a bruh in seminary who was a assistant pastor of a baptist church, who went by the name of Rev. Que. When he came to my seminary,adorned with his many "hits," to do work in a special youth evangelism program, we'd talk. When he wasn't in class or in the library, he was in the club at night. The bruhs!:)

He told me that the senor pastor of his church, a Sigma, used to call the bruhs the "Philistines." When the chapter had a line they would come to Wed. night Bible Study all roughed up and smelly in Que form, making their grand entrance. That got on that senior pastor's nerves!:)

LMBO @ Bible Study. Well at least the Bruhs were getting the Word. Did any of them bark? :p

No, Rev. Que tried to keep them under control, reminding them where they were at! That's what he said.

Another one for the list:

Ques are hyper competitive in all things as it regards Inter-Greek activities.

Story: This past year a group from my grad chapter participated in the Susan G. Komen Bowl for the Cure Bowling Event to raise money for Breast Cancer Research, sponsored by a local AKA grad chapter. We got our team together and paid our money for one main reason: we wanted to win! There were teams from local universities, community groups,companies and Greeks. Of course when the introduction of the teams came up we all barked and cut up, and an undergrad set out a hop in the lane. During the bowling, while everyone else was having fum, we were trash talking to each other and having a good time. (Last year some of us went to the parking lot to partake of some "Omega oil" before the bowling started!) Anyway, at the end of this fun, family atmosphere fund raiser, the announced the results. We were on edge--we wantethe trophy. Nobody else really cared. It was brought to a fever pitch when it was announced that the Nupes had gotten 2nd place. Then the first place winners were announced. We won! And pandaemonium broke out! We always have a good time--a loud, raucus, good Que time wherever we're at!

Good thing he didn't slip and break his neck on those polished lanes. :D

CTHU. I was thinking the same thing.

Wolfman, keep the stories coming. They're very entertaining and educational. :cool: :p

They are. :D :cool:

Man I love the Ques! I just saw this whole scene in my head...:D

Every Bruh I know! I love it!

I did too and CTHU!!! :D

Now, I can't tell everything!:)

This past March,we had our nationally mandated Formal Memorial Service. We memorialized a brother that I want to tell a story about. (We held it at his church.) He was made in the '40s at a local HBCU and taught high school for many years;he also was actively involved in the community and his church.He was in his '80s, and he dated women in their '40s.:)

He had to be put in a nursing facility on several occasions. We would have a chapter visit at the facility to cheer him up and live out our brotherly duties. This brother loved a good party and was Que to the bone. He always attended our Mardi Gras Formal Dance--he loved it! When we went to see him at the nursing home, we laughed and joked; and, as his got into the spirit of moment, he tried to "set out a hop" in the meeting room where we were at! Before we prayed, sang our hymn and ended the visit, he asked us about the date of that year's Mardi Gras Dance. We told him. He promised he would be there. We were being nice to him and went along with him on this. We thought that this would be good for his morale--we didn't think he'd get out of the nursing facility, let alone be able to attend our Mardi Gras.Lo and behold, when the Mardi Gras Dance came around, the brother was there at the dance in his tux, buying drinks for women (with his young girlfriend), and on the dance floor with all the other bruhs! You can't keep a good Que down!

Woww that is a great story. Almost made me a little emotional.:)

Aww, I caught a visual of this story and it made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. :)

See, that was touching!

I like to talk about elder brothers in these stories;for they are the shoulders we stand on. There are Omega men(and Greeks) who when they die, much of our past will have passed on with them if we don't remember them.

When I was in Southern California, an elder brother, who has gone on to his reward, liked to talk about "the old days" after Frat meetings. He just wanted someone to share these stories with. He told us about the time that Bishop Edgar Love, a Founder of Omega Psi Phi, stayed at his home when he visited the West Coast in the '50s. (We forget that once upon a time we could not stay at some of the finer hotels and thus we sometime lodged at each other's homes--this is not ancient history!) Anyway, the brother told us how impressed he was with Founder Love. He was a very gracious man.

This same brother told us about why he pledged Omega. Where he came from he said of the Alphas:if it rained, an Alpha would drown because he he held his nose up so high. Of the Kappas:"they were all alcoholics."(An aside: in the book "Black Haze," the author, a Nupe, says that the "Pretty Boy" stereotype is a recent phenomeon of Kappas, whereas before Kappas were known as heavy social drinkers. So this assessment from this brother may not have been just a off hand prejudiced remark.) Finally, this brother said that the Omegas were known as the "Do-gooders" for their social outreach efforts.

And a dear friend and brother who passed a few years ago was the quintessential Omega man. His name was Paul Woods.(Ques who have been around for a while would know of whom I speak.) After I recommitted my life to Christ I gave up the Frat. I began my journey back by hanging out as his house and relearning the beauty of Que fellowship. He treated evervone fairly and was open to any brother. He told stories also. About how one of Omega's founders chastised brothers for having "exotic dancers" at a function during a Conclave, telling them that this was "his fraternity." And how Jesse Jackson had brothers crying during one of the meetings with his down home homiletical eloquence. And how he lived at the Frat house in D.C. in the early '60s, and his roomate was the only caucasian to have pledged Omega at Alpha chapter in Howard--he was on the same line as H. Patrick Swygert, the present President of Howard.

Stories!!!!How a brother in Los Angeles knew about 100 ditties to go with the song "Come brothers and Join in the Chorus," a Que drinking song that most Ques don't even know these days. Outside of Atomic Dog, the hymn ("Omega Dear") and the Omega Sweeheart Song, and some common chants, most younger brothers aren't conversant with the rich Omega tradition in music and song. Gone are the days in which Ques didn't step and Omegas were known for singing. A elder brother told me that one time when he was an undergrad and they were serenading girls in a dorm at an HBCU, one girl was so overcome that she fell out of the window. And the '60s brothers who influenced my line, used to tell us stories about their step shows, to motivate us. They said that when they stepped, coeds used to tear off their panties.:) So, when we stepped when I was an undergrad, we dressed in our boots and diapers, a la Parliament/Funkadelic--pre-Atomic Dog.

^^^^ Did you do the "Tit Tit?" And I remember when Parliament/Funkadelic came to my campus and performed in diapers. :eek: :D

I like these stories, Wolfman. :)

Me too!

I *heart* these stories too.

*feeling fuzzies* :)

Me four. :D

Tit tit, no;but we did the "Que bug," which is a step routine, known variously by other names, with chants involving simulated sexual intercourse on the ground.

A story to contextualize this. In the early '80s, in my district, undergrad chapters were being suspended for lewd and lascivious step shows. In a meeting, one brother commented how he took his young son to step show and was supremely embarassed. It was too much--of course stated from the perspective of a middle age man now.:)If there has been an improvement, in general, it's been that you don't see as much of this over-the-top stuff. To be frank, it just doesn't fit in with this age in which sexual harassment is defined as even oggling someone!And in which you or your org has to cough up some cash for "stupid stuff" becuase of a lawsuit. :) If men can't be moved by moral suasion, the loss of money, property, or prison time can make some think twice about some activities. Ask the Kappas why they are no longer the "Playboy fraternity." Trademark infringement issues and the prospect of getting the pants sued off them by Playboy Inc. made them "read the riot act" to the undergrads and they curtailed the use of the image,etc.

*sitting "crisscross applesauce" on the storytime rug*

I am LOVING this! I even get to learn while I'm having fun. LOL Thank you for the stories, Wolfman.