If you are expecting some sort of general update on day to day life in Chicago for its fantastic five volunteers, I am sorry, but I don’t really have the patience to say anything more than our jobs vary from sort of crazy to almost normal, and that we all love Chicago. Ask another of the

volunteers to update you on the boring stuff. I wanna tell a story.
So, this Saturday Stefanie invited us (Bridgette, Trent and I) to accompany her and her roommate Ann Marie to her favorite bar in all Chicago. Confession time, I don’t remember the name of the bar because I was immediately distracted by the bar’s atmosphere. (Edit: the name of the bar is Guthrie’s) The bar works like this: (1) find a table. Tackle drunk people out of a spot if necessary, because you need a table or else the night is ruined. (2) Get drinks, because you’re at a bar, and not having drinks is like deciding to skip seeing the Pope while touring Vatican City. But I digress. Step 3 in this process involves journeying to a shelf in the middle of the room, and picking out the board game that will keep you occupied while you drink. We chose to play the game of Life. It was awesome.
Before I divulge the juicy details of how people chose to live their lives, I should mention that for a while we had to shout at each other just to be heard, because the group beside us had given up on their game (Taboo?) and decided to return to that other favorite bar pastime, loudly sharing stories, inside jokes and raunchy punch lines. Needless to say that their unintended interruptions to our intense game of living usually brought welcome mix of laughing with their jokes and laughing at their glorious lack of sophistication.
On to the game. Stefanie and Ann Marie opted to start careers immediately, and both immediately proved how little this game resembles reality by gaining decent salaries, with Stef as a cop and Ann Marie as a Salesperson. While Stef and Ann Marie reveled in their nice jobs and salaries and sped through life towards the smooth plastic men of their dreams, Trent, Bridgette and I feebly tried to relive the glory of college while painfully aware that Milton Brady University doesn’t give scholarships, and somehow we’d have to come up with $125000 in Life money to pay for our “degrees.” Realizing that this board game would force us to get real jobs upon the completion of college, Trent settled into a $100,000 pay day job as an accountant, I found work as a technical support person, and Bridgette became a doctor.
Once Bridgette had a job, Stefanie lost no time announcing her plan to help Bridgette to find a nice blue boy so Bridge could hurry up and get pregnant. While planning Bridgette's romance, Stef went to summer school and got a new job as a teacher, but worked as a cop over the summer somehow. Ann Marie and I also went through midlife crises, becoming a pro athlete and doctor, respectively. Trent also lost his big payday and watched as it got repeatedly stolen but never quite ended up with him again.
I’m sure that more stories from this night will surface, b

ut I don’t want to tie up your time too much, so I will leave you with the final score. I married a nice girl but we ran out of people so I donated her to become someone else’s daughter, and became a priest who also ran for mayor somehow. Ann Marie got the garbanzo bean farm she always wanted and retired with her husband as a millionaire also she had 2 kids and adopted 2 more, but that was after we ran out of people so her last 2 kids were invisible. Bridgette had a very (re)productive game, retiring just below millionaire status, but with 6 kids. Trent did find a nice pink girl with curves molded into all the right places and even lived in a nice beach house. The true winner though was Stefanie, who retired with ample children and a net worth of 1.25 billion life dollars. Unfortunately, none of that money could be used to pay the tab.
All in all a great night! Hope y’all are enjoying everything your respective cities have to offer as well!