Because an estimated 500,000 college students are injured either during or after drinking annually (collegedrinkingprevention.gov). For me, last year, four of those 500,000 faces belonged to friends who thought that they would be fine driving back from the bars — but, they never made it home.
Probably four beers, and maybe four more shots? Now, four tombstones.
I will gladly give up my extra hour of studying, my Shark tank, and my full tank of gas for a car-full of drunk college students if it means that everyone gets home safe and sound.
So now, instead of waiting for that text around 10:45pm every Thursday, I send out a text of my own: “Hey, I know you guys are going downtown tonight, so let me know when you want to leave. I’ll pick you all up.”
Tess (Twitter: @tessiagroen) fancies herself to be the real-life, much shorter (but no less fabulous) version of Elle Woods, juggling Sorority Lyfe and a future law degree in one hand, and a Venti Vanilla Latte in the other. She actually enjoys school, is 99% sure she was a disney princess in a former life, and can usually be found somewhere with a lot of books.
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