National Meet

This past saturday, a lot of events collided into one day here at Wartburg. We had a nationally important football game, a basketball game, and the Division 3 National Championship Cross Country meet. I spent most of my time at the cross country meet, wearing a badge labeled "official" and herding people out of the starting area like I was cool. It did feel pretty cool, I felt like I was somehow contributing to the performances by directing spectators away from the start, thereby allowing runners to warm-up unhindered. I got so into it that I told one specific old guy to politely go to the side like all the others, when I did he just looked at me like I was an idiot and kept walking by me, eventually asking me what I was doing there. Logan then came over and told me he was allowed to go by because of his pass, the only problem was that his pass looked like all the other ones I was now told to clear out as well, the guy eventually said that he was in charge of the whole meet and I felt like a total idiot. Aside from feeling like a total moron, on one hand I was kinda mad too. 1) How was I supposed to know who the old geyser was? 2) Why didn't he mention that when I first said something? As if he assumed everybody knew who he was. Why did he just walk by me just a jerk? I obviously had an "official" badge on. Overall, I was mad, felt like and idiot, and decided to just forget the whole incident and never stop old guys ever again.