Waiting on 300 prom attendees is a little extreme.. Something I don't want to do again. Really.
The cops were on guard, and only 1 or 2 kids got arrested--one before he got there due to a little underage drinking.. You know, the kids aren't alright.
The food service? They really didn't care. We could have served them soap scum and sludge from garbage cans and they would still have been ok with it. But seriously, they got beef and chicken.. 300 kids dancing soon afterwards was literally, I think, making parts of the building move. I think they wanted to topple the place.
Smoking in the bathrooms.. Typical. Asking servers to sneak them liquor for five bucks.. By the end of the night, the serving staff stayed in the kitchen until cleanup. Booby traps were set up so they couldn't find their way to rooms were alcohol was locked away.. Salt and pepper shakers missing at the end.. sugar bowls filled with Pepsi. Ten years ago I guess my class did the same stuff..
But the shocker came near the end when the king and queen were chosen.. The principal of the school reminded everyone that sobriety checkpoints were going to be out and for everyone to be careful. He was mocked by all, booed by some, and also called a f**ker by at least one. The beat goes on, though. He bravely smiled at them and the king and queen were announced..
But the fact that a principal of a school tells 300 18-year-olds, in front of two police officers, that there will be checkpoints, was quite shocking.
And as the kids shuffled out to their after-dancing prom parties, sweaty from their three hours straight of intense music, the doors slammed shut and the few gutless teachers thanked the owner and staff.. And from a distance, a young kid screamed "time to drink!"
Indeed, the kids aren't alright.
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