A completely true story.

This is the story about how Christian and I went to get an application at a country club in Terre Haute. 
Sort of.    


Once upon a time there were two college students named Eric and Marco. One day after they had both finished their classes Eric said "Hey, Marco. Let's go check out the dance club down on the other end of town just for fun."Marco, always being up for a visit to a good dance club decided he was in.
        
Well, the two got on the highway in Eric's car and they drove across town.
However, when they got to where the dance club was supposed to be (they knew because Eric had awesome computer skills and looked up the location on Google Maps) they were astonished to find it wasn't there.
      
So, they just kept on driving.
At one point a meteor crashed right beside their car and nearly killed them. Wait, did I say at one point? I meant twice, and within minutes of each other. It was a freak occurrence and unexplainable by human logic.
     
Anyway, they kept driving and eventually they were almost out of the city they lived in. They were so far out that neither Marco nor Eric recognized anything that far out. Finally, they decided that they had had enough excitement for one day with all the disappearing dance clubs and freak meteor landings, so they turned around to head back to campus.
    
  However, on the way back Marco suggested Eric stop at Burger King and pick up an application to be a custodian there, since he knew it had always been Eric's dream to be on the janitorial crew of a BK. So, they stopped at BK, but when Eric went in they told him they only accepted applications that have been sent through the mail. This seemed pretty outrageous but Eric was like, hey, whatever, if that is the way things work nowadays, so be it.
     
Back on the road after the dream crushing realization that was the Burger King stop, Marco once again made a request.
  
"I'm super famished, bromega," (Marco liked to make up his own words)
"can we stop at the Quizno's so I can get a roast beef sandwich?"
And Eric, being the great "bromega" that he was, stopped at Quizno's so Marco could get his sandwich. Since the Quizno's was only about 3 blocks from their school, Marco said he would wait to eat his sandwich until they returned to campus. And when they were back at their school Marco said "I'm going to eat this and them I am going to sleep."
   
And to this day, it is believed that that is exactly what he did.
 
As for Eric, no one really knows what happened to him after the Disappearing Dance Club/Freak Meteor Incident. Some say he holed up in his room and began to blog absurd stories, changing the names of people and events in his daily life to sound humorous and anecdotal. But that is all speculation....