i once left a perfectly good tent at wefest. I deemed it worth the money to just buy another new tent rather than have to take it down in the confused, mush brained state i was in that morning. #dumb
That's exactly what I did. Over three days, two of the three poles snapped and I was left with a half-propped up mosquito net. As we awoke that Sunday morning, we figured whatever minutes we could shave off the trip back to Minneapolis was well worth it. After all, this was in between finals weeks. We had to study at some point.
I still laugh to this day about walking into the showers to see three grown men, lathering their ass cheeks up Mr. Deeds style. As I decide to find another shower, one turns around and its a friend from high school.
For those of you that don't know the mr. deeds reference: