Since my schedule is so crazy, I needed a swimmer to take me to the YMCA and a band member to come pick me up and bring me to band practice. I first started going to practice with Steve. Since I was considered a manager, I did not want the swimmers to feel like I was treated the same as them by riding with them. Truthfully, as a resident assistant you hear things that sometimes you do not want to hear and as a manager I felt that if I heard something in confidence from the students I would feel obligated to tell Coach or Steve. Anyway, Tuesdays and Fridays are a tough squeeze since I have class at the Heminger Center til 12:15 and Steve would leave for practice around 12:25. Regardless, I still tried and it was fun riding with him, but then one day Coach told me that Steve is not my personal chauffeur and that I cannot always rely on him to take me. Before she said that, I had never intentioned or thought I made it appear as though Steve was acting as my chauffeur, but nevertheless I decided that I would ride with swimmers and never ask him for a ride unless I was absolutely desperate and I have not ridden to practice with him in probably almost two months now. The true struggle was who then could I ride with. It was the third week of practice and everyone had already gotten used to their given cars. I texted everyone that I had on the swim team and thankfully Trey said that he could take me and I ride with him and his car every Tuesday and Friday. They are such a great group of people to be around and always put me in a good mood on the way to practice. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays I ride with Alex and it’s nice because he is the only senior on the team so we talk about the progress of the team and how soon we graduate.
