To the Editor:
As Frost Week 2011 came to its sad conclusion this past Saturday night, I had the extreme pleasure of waiting in line at the Ceeps for two hours. During this agonizing time I had to endure the whining of many students who were gradually losing their pre-bar buzz.
At this point, I had one question: “What exactly are we doing here?”
After my toes had gone numb, I had had enough. I walked to Jim Bob’s, where I proceeded to walk right in (five dollar cover: money well spent).
What’s more, Jim Bob’s was just as crazy as any Richmond Row bar would be on the last night of Frost Week.
Ceeps Saturday is easily the most notorious line in Richmond Row. Why? Because it’s where everyone goes; it’s the “place to be.”
But ask yourself, what really makes a bar great? The people. It’s not Ceeps the bar we love, it’s Ceeps the crowd. So we commit to waiting in a painful line that is deliberately slowed down in an attempt to make Ceeps look hotter than it really is.
I do love certain things about Ceeps. Sledgehammer bingo and homebrew are wicked. But I feel Ceeps plays the “UWO’s bar since 1890” card a little too much. Does it really meet expectations after such a painful wait? Is Ceeps Saturday that superior? It’s just a building with cheap beer and a dance floor, and the wait to get inside is only as long as we decide to make it.