Here's a list I've complied of things that make me know I'm a Fighting Scot through and through!
- You forget squirrels aren’t always black.
- Bagpipes make you tear up.
- You dread crossing the street for lunch.
- You consider french fries a full meal.
- You own something in bright yellow tartan.
- You actually wear the thing in bright yellow tartan.
- You remember the first time a stressed senior told you to get out of their carrel.
- You have gone out to eat with your favorite professor, probably know the names of their children and pets, and think of them as a second parent.
- Your friends are never more than 10 minutes away.
- If someone calls you a “hearty scot” you can feel the residual anger building.
- You fear I.S. but also can’t wait to get started.
- You either loved everyone from your FYS or never talked to them again.
- You’ve shown these videos to your non-Wooster friends only to realize they have no clue why they are funny….
- Seeing hoards of people walking around in kilts is normal.
- You aren’t actually sure what “mascot” you like more (the black squirrels are cute but so is Scottie and the Fighting Scot is cool but there is something unsettling about his cleft chin…)
- You get annoyed when people say “Woo-ster”.
- You know how to pronounce Beall and Bever correctly.
- You dream of Hartlerz.
- Buggies no longer seem out of place and you expect all Walmarts to have horse hitch.
- You know that Walmart is the cool place to be at 2am. #turntup
- You know you are either a Gault/Andrew’s or a Timken person.
- You’ve sent snapchats showcasing the Harry Potter like dorm you live in.
- You know the rest of this: “Independent minds…”
