Fall 2006 Retro Recruitment

[howtheSunrose]

Pref Night Part One

I rushed to the door in my pref attire, a red dress and pointy flats with a long pearl necklace. Before my Gammi Chis could speak, I spied in one of their hands a card with the letters of Eliot and Plath. They revealed my invites and that I would not being going back to Thomas. “What? I didn’t get invited back to Thomas? Could there be a mistake?” (Oh, naïve rushee!) No, there was no mistake. I was upset, obviously. I called my mom and she reminded me that the other two houses had worked hard on their Pref nights and wanted me there. I needed to enjoy myself. Down the hall, I spied another girl in my Gamma Chi group who had been cut by Thomas. She was visibly upset. My gamma chi tried to comfort me but I was a little annoyed that someone who I was sure was a member of Thomas herself was trying to make me feel better (looking back she was merely doing her job!).

Looking back on skit night, I can see that Thomas was not the right sorority for me. My rusher was a senior pre-med student and did not seem to be able to relate well to a future English major. I did not meet many of the other girls and merely enjoyed the skit. I discovered I was probably a little too “English major-y”, into “the arts” for this group. They also had a large group of girls involved in the Religious life on campus. Although I admire and respect these people, I was worn out from all girls Catholic school experience! Recalling a silly conversation about unnecessary but fun school supplies with a member of Plath, I smiled to myself.

I had another problem on my mind. Well, face, to be exact. I had a zit! Normally I could work a little makeup artist magic and cover up a blemish like a pro. But this baby was right on my nose and I’m afraid it matched the cover of my dress. I decided to befriend some Lancome concealer and roll with it.

[Leslie Anne]

Wonderful story! I'm anxious to hear the rest.

[Ocalagirl]

wow these retro threads just keep getting better...I don't think I have read one I didn't like.

[howtheSunrose]

My night began with Plath. I wasn't not sure what to expect. I entersx the house, full of beautiful candles and flowers. My rush date was the newspaper editor and that’s right, the President of Plath. The President of Plath is rushing me. The President of Plath is rushing me. The President of Plath is rushing me. I must have said this to myself a hundred times as we walked outside to a table and nearly knocked over a candle. We sat down and had a good chat about all the things I’d learned about Plath over the week. Suddenly, I was beaming. I loved it there. Everyone was so poised, polished, and kind. She asked me how I felt. I told her how happy I was to be at Plath and mustered up the courage to say, “I can really see myself here”. She told me, “Good! We were hoping you’d say that.” My other rusher was a girl I’d had earlier in the week. As the President left to conclude the ceremony she told me I was cute and fabulous and that she wanted me there. I’m cute with this monstrosity on my nose? If you say so. The end of ceremony moved many actives to tears and I hoped I’d be lucky enough to join this group of girls who proved themselves to be so wonderful. Was I confident enough to a Plath? Had the right sorority been under my (blemished) nose all along?

I end with Eliot. My rush date is the sophomore newspaper girl and she was very happy to see me. I enjoyed the ceremony but felt awkward during our conversation. I tried to steer it away from my decision but failed. She asked me how I felt, and I told her I was unsure and confused. I hated to lie but I really didn’t want to hurt her feelings. The girls took so much pride in their sorority’s preference night and I was honored to be invited. Still, was I truly an Eliot? Some others seemed to think so and I had met a lot of cool girls throughout the week….

[Soliloquy]

No I do not feel so bad for rooting for Syliva Plath the whole time!

I am anxious to see what happens!

[AlphaFrog]

Wow...Plath...way to rack up the rush violations...

[howtheSunrose]

What are you talking about? There were no rush infractions.

[AlphaFrog]

Originally Posted by howtheSunrose

As the President left to conclude the ceremony she told me I was cute and fabulous and that she wanted me there.

This can definetly be construed as a rush infraction. Also, her saying "I was hoping you would say that" as well....

I personally think it's silly that if you really want a girl, you're not supposed to tell her that...but I can see how it would be abused, either by telling EVERY PNM that and leading them on, or by one sister saying that and her not having enough pull to get you a bid (one sister cannot speak for the whole...).

[irishpipes]

I didn't think those were infractions. Maybe different Panhellenics interpret the rules differently/more strictly than others? I thought as long as you stopped short of promising a bid you were ok, and everybody tried to get as close to that point as they could!

[NutBrnHair]

Originally Posted by irishpipes

I didn't think those were infractions. Maybe different Panhellenics interpret the rules differently/more strictly than others? I thought as long as you stopped short of promising a bid you were ok, and everybody tried to get as close to that point as they could!

I agree -- the president of that group sounds like a good rusher to me!

[AlphaFrog]

Originally Posted by irishpipes

I didn't think those were infractions. Maybe different Panhellenics interpret the rules differently/more strictly than others? I thought as long as you stopped short of promising a bid you were ok, and everybody tried to get as close to that point as they could!

Maybe our PanHel just had sticks up their ass then...totally possible.