What beverage is a must have at my college gatherings? What do we love to down one after the other like there is no tomorrow? I’ve been seen carrying cases of it through my dorm on group hang out nights. That’s right, folks. Juice boxes. How old are we, you might ask? Well, between eighteen and twenty, but that makes them all the more enjoyable in my opinion.
Not too far into first semester, Jacob and I decided we wanted to have a movie night with some of our friends in his room. We decided on watching Despicable Me and drinking copious amounts of juice boxes. We had everyone packed into the room, and the volume was up so as to produce the movie theater effect. We must have sounded a little out of hand with the muffled sounds of our movie bouncing down the hallway toward the RA’s room along with our hysterical laughter.
I’m not sure what RA Kyle thought was happening, but I’m sure it wasn’t what he found.
Part way through the movie, there was a loud knock at the door, and then Kyle’s silhouette appeared in the doorway. “What is going on in here?” he said in a stern voice, as he turned on the light. We all sat like deer in headlights. After a second, one of the boys lifted up his drink and said, “Juice box?” Kyle, taken aback, said, “Uhh… no… just… turn the volume down a little. See ya later…” I’m not sure how I would have reacted, but I have a feeling it would have been in a very similar manner.
Last weekend, a bunch of seniors –potential future honors dorm occupants– came to stay with us. The night that they stayed, we reintroduced some of them to the wonders of juice boxes. The next day, I was drinking one of the juice boxes, and a sentence printed on the side caught my attention.
I am now incredibly concerned about some of the people that drink juice boxes…
The back of my juice box said, “after opening, keep refrigerated and use within five days.” Is this a necessary instruction? Are there a bunch of people out there making their 4.23 fl oz juice boxes last six days? I would like to meet the guy that opens a juice box, takes a sip, and a week later says to himself, “gosh, I could go for another sip of that juice box.” Come on, people! I’d be impressed if a juice box lasted you more than an hour, maximum. I mean, honestly, for a lot of people, that’s a one-gulp serving.
Attention Guinness Book of World Records: I have a brilliant idea.
Find the person out there that the warning is intended for. I am more than slightly certain that this person is truly one-of-a-kind. They deserve recognition for such a feat of self-control and self-denial! At least Juicy Juice could put his name on the box or something.
I think I have discovered why I think juice boxes are so great.
The other day, my sister was drinking a Pepsi, which she rarely ever does. (I promise this is related, give me a sec.) She looked at Terrance and said, “I always drank Wild Cherry Pepsi right before Worship Team practice in elementary school every week. That’s really the only time I ever had them. Now, when I have one, it’s.. it’s… it’s like drinkin’ memories.” That, friends, is why I choose to party it up with Juicy Juice:
It’s like drinkin’ memories.