Picking Up Guys/Girls While Traveling | College Sex
So I’m sitting here at JFK Airport and I can’t help to notice the cute girls walking around, awkwardly looking at foreigners because they dress well when they travel and not in your school hoodie and sweatpants (no offence
American chicks). But I had one experience that changed my perspective on underdressed college kids.
Given the spirit of Independence Day weekend, I rolled up to the airport in my cuffed chinos, boat shoes, a cap, and of course, my Newhouse School of Public Communications at Syracuse University t-shirt (I apologize for being specific, us Newhouse kids are proud so let it be). Yes you guys might be wondering what was so “America” about my outfit, but to us foreigners, chinos and boat shoes are super American in contrast to overpriced denim and colorful driving loafers.
Before entering the terminal, I realized that smoking rooms hardly exist in the States now so I might as while have a drag of my lovely yet seriously harmful habit before I get on my ridiculously long journey back home to Bangkok. While smoking, this girl approached me wearing an oversized USC sweatshirt on. She was brunette (nice!), about 5’5”, hazel eyes, was probably a dancer or some sort of athlete given that her legs were more defined than mine (Although that doesn’t mean much cause I have pretty pussy legs), and she was so damn cute. I was standing there, half chub, while taking drags from an already burnt out cigarette. She asked me if I could spare a cigarette for her, which by this time of the encounter I was ready to throw the entire pack at her.
While lighting her cigarette, the wind blew gracefully through her hair, and everything seem to go into slow motion. It was sexy as fuck. But then she went on to shit on me about how I go to a school with a bunch of Japs and snobs and blah blah. So I go on to bash about the students at her school and how they are even worse and that USC is just a congregation of stuck up Valley kids who ran out of things to spend their parents money on so they decided to go to USC. We laughed, had another cig, and talked more about school; it was fucking beautiful.
But of course shit like this can only last a few minutes, she was at the wrong terminal so she had to peace; all I got was a sexy smile and hair flick, which was followed by a terse “Sorry gotta go! Nice to meet you!”
My point from this story is, when you travel, it’s not such a bad idea to rock your school. I met a lot of people from wearing that one t-shirt, to be honest 4 of the 5 people I met were dudes but that’s not the point. Representing your school increases the chances of conversation by 47.6% (FACT). So wear that hoodie or free t-shirt you got from the game, it might get you a nice conversation with someone cool or… someone who’s 40 and still thinks they’re a college kid but either way its an experience!
