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It's Kind of a Funny Story
I suppose it depends on who you ask...my mom would disagree. It was winter 2005 and I was a freshman at Boston University. I was on the cheerleading team, which usually didn't mean much at a school so obsessed with hockey. For some reason (ie: the hockey team was away), the basketball team got to play a rare double-header at the new arena. My parents and their friends had come to watch, so in between games I met up with them at concessions. Unlike most of my fellow cheerleaders, food was always a priority for me. Just as we got to the concourse, there was an announcement that the Red Sox's 2004 World Series Trophy would be on display in between games. This was news to me - awesome news! Unfortunately, there was a long line, and I'm not the most patient person. I didn't have my camera so I borrowed my mom's and attempted to sneak a picture of myself with the trophy, while they waited at the end of the line. Of course, that got some negative attention quickly and a security guard told me to go wait my turn. Instead, I put on most innocent voice and said, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to take a quick picture because I'm a cheerleader (as if that wasn't obvious from my uniform) and I have to go get ready for the next game." Then next thing I knew, the security guard was repeating was I had said to another security guard in a sympathetic voice. And then they offered to take my picture next! This was probably the only time I benefited from being a BU cheerleader, but what a time it was! I got an awesome picture and I practically skipped back to my parents to drop off the camera. When I saw them after the game, I found out that they had waited with their friends for more than an hour to see the trophy. When they asked the guy to take their picture, the camera battery died! Oh yeah...the security guard had told me the battery was low after he took my picture, but I was so excited (and the line was really long) that I forgot to mention it to my parents. They weren't too happy. But it's been 7 years, so they've probably forgiven me.
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