A moment for the times you got yelled at for vomiting
Having never been “invited” to attend any sort of week-long “social event” during any of my spring breaks, I was quite excited to learn I would be visiting New Orleans with my friends to attend a three-day music festival during that period. Despite my lack of experience with the many sparkling attractions any good music festival has to offer — including loud jams, a lush garden of port-o-potties, slight dehydration-related hallucinations and the choicest fast food $13 can buy — I was confident in my ability to come off as a professional festival-goer.