Why do we go to bars? It’s simple – to drink. But if you are drinking alone, how do you kill time? As much as I love alcohol, I love observing random people and coming up with my own conclusions about them. As a former student and permanent drinker, the most easily spottable species in a bar is a student who lives away from home. Here’s why.
Most shabbily dressed: If they headed straight to the bar after a boring lecture (which they probably did), they’re most likely adorning their default attire – a T-shirt with jeans that haven’t been washed since the day it was bought. Girls will have the messiest bun and own it like pros. This style is comfy and easy, so we’re all for it.
They think they are cool: If they are there with a bunch of friends, they will be the noisiest ones out there. They probably believe that drinking at the bar is the coolest thing they can do in their whole freaking life and while it’s pretty great, they really could use some calming down.
When left alone, they are awkward as fuck: it’s funny because they are as destructive as a toddler when they are in a group. At the same time, they will look like a creature with no social skills whatsoever when left alone. So petrified to even place the order, they are just plain sad.
Utilising everything to the fullest: They are capable of surviving on Maggi and cutting chai alone, so you know that they have low standards and a very jugaadu nature. They make the most of the chakna and call for a refill till the anna gives them the most disgusting look. They won’t leave a sip of their drink or Thums Up. They aren’t embarrassed about anything and will make do with anything they’re provided.
Budget drinking: See, it’s fairly simple. You get a very limited amount of money from home. You can only make up so many fake textbooks and fees. So you use your money wisely. You have efficiently allocated your funds and eaten only Maggi through the week so that you can drink a quarter on the weekend. Wealth management at its finest.
