Day Five, Part. 1-Progressive luncheon
For the final day, MWU had a bit of an odd schedule. You could be attend up to three parties. During the day you would attend a progressive luncheon at your remaining houses, and then in the afternoon only rushees would make a cut to decide their final houses (up to two) for pref later that night. However, there was still a chance you could end up at your third choice. MWU only had this system for one more year before wisely switching to three pref parties instead.
I sat with my invite list in my hand just saying a little prayer that January would be there, and I would at least get a full schedule. It read:
October
January
June
I still had January, but I was disappointed to have been cut from November. And February just made me mad. The whole ring debacle was stupid, but I told myself I wouldn’t want to be somewhere where people thought it was OK to walk off with your valuables!
October: First up was salad at October. They had a fiesta theme with piñatas and an actual mariachi band. It was great fun. The Octobers looked even more beautiful in their brightly colored dresses. But because of the way their dining room was structured, it was incredibly loud and I could barely hear my rusher across the table from me. But I didn’t care, I was still on the ego trip of the Octobers wanting me. And knowing that Joanie could wind up there was a plus too. I could be happy at October.
January: The main course was at January. It was a mardi gras theme. I was paired with the girl from skit day, and we once again we laughed our way through the lunch conversation. I felt like she was an old friend. She said she hoped I had an easy time making my final decision. And then I made a major rush faux pas. I said, oh I’ve really pretty much made my decision. I love January!! What a naïve idiot I was.
June: Dessert at June was cheesecake with our names on it. They had a Mad Hatter tea party theme. It was charming. Once again, the Junes proved what a close sisterhood they had. They made you really want to be a part of it. I could easily see myself content as a June.