The improv team I was on in high school only had one rank: “co-captain.” If you joined the improv team, you were automatically a co-captain. It wasn’t to make everyone equal within the club dynamic or anything like that, we just all knew that we would have to list extracurriculars on our college applications, and you could make yourself look more impressive by putting “co-captain” without specifying how many other captains the team had or how a member becomes a captain.
I thought I’d be able to finish this story before we went out shopping today, but ohhhh was I wrong.
Fast forward to 1 am and my brain is fried, I’m upset because it was all so obvious, and my heart’s been broken 10 different ways.
*googles what drinks to order at a bar before going out so i don’t look like an amateur*
packs 2 hours before leaving for a trip
unpacks 3 months after coming home
I am entirely too pleased with my sense of Internet justice.