Background: First let it be noted that awhile back I posted my own retro recruitment story. (A Brutally Honest Recruitment....from Long, Long Ago). Do not roll your eyes, I was one of the first to use that phrase. My youngest rushed at the same school that I rushed, and where I eventually joined a house.
My daughter knows several of my sisters and finds them...amusing. She knows that we are still friends. But, when I said to her that she might consider rushing the answer was firmly in the negative. My older daughter rushed (which you can find my references to at the same university) and we'll just say that it wasn't a great experience. When I brought it up she rolled her eyes. Last May I found a perfect Presents dress. Presents at this University is where, on Parents' weekend, all the sororities "present" their pledge classes to the families of their and all sororities and to the Row in general. The dress is breathtaking and, since she wears a tiny size I grabbed it. My daughter saw the dress, fell in love, and VERY reluctantly agreed to rush. Quite frankly, if she hadn't rushed, I would have saved the dress for her someday wedding dress.
Among my friends we were generally in the same house which no longer exists at this University. So, recs were tough to come by. On the first day of recruitment my daughter had recs for 4 of the houses out of ten. This is a highly competitive rush. But I thought that, considering her reluctance, I wasn't going to "push" it.
The night before rush (ok...recruitment...in my day we called it Rush and it is faster to type
) my daughter got sick. Really sick, not nerves sick. She started rush with the flu.
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