Last semester, one of the MITs was out of town during a wedding when the rest of her class was initiated, so we initiated her the following Sunday.
We didn't have a pianist, so we had to use a tape of the music for the ceremony. The president asked, Lucy (we'll call her), the girl who was running the cd player, if she knew how to do it 500 times, I swear. Well Lucy swore up and down she knew how to do it and even got mad at our President for being so nervous about it. There's this part, w/o giving away too much, where this music is played and the sister's taking part in the ceremony circle around the initiates telling them more and more about our secrets. Well, time comes for Lucy to play the music and it never started. We all stood there in silence kind of just looking at each other for half a minute. The president, who thought very quickly on her feet, began humming the tune so that we could begin the procession. I swear I almost laughed my ass off. Finally, two rounds later, the damn music began.
I felt so bad for that initiate. Not only did her ceremony get a little screwed up, but she also had mono.
