Wining and mingling

The social Network (With a capital N). As fresh meat in the shipping business, everybody in the shipping course (and all the other master courses as well) need to establish a social network, people to have a beer with today and maybe work relations with tomorrow... The event this time was at The Brewery, a very nice place with a huge reception area.
The establishment is located approximately 200 metres from Cass Business School, and as we started to circle around the place like Fins around a sauna (No, I don't mean naked, whipping each other with birch branches...) we were greeted by a well-dressed bowlerhat-wearing gent. Good first impression. Then we aimed at the reception area. For those of you who bother to click on the link in this post, the room was The Porter Tun, I believe.
So there we were... Mingling, drinking white wine, beer and of course tasting canapès. A brief speech by the Business School Dean, David Currie, were followed by even more networking. The session lasted about three hours, from 5 to 8 PM. Really crowded, lots of great people there. And the favourite two words of the student vocabulary: FREE ALCOHOL.
Of course we all found out that this brilliant evening was too nice to end, so we moved on to SOS (See previous posts...). Great! After spending a couple of hours there I went home and into what they call "The blue lagoon" in the Norwegian Army. (For those of you who has avoided this broke institution: I'm talking about my bed) About 2 seconds before I was about to enter Dreamland I heard a knock on my door. Pavlos had returned as well, along with a couple of other guys from our course. And before I could say Nachspiel I was sitting with a beer in the kitchen.
So there we were, chatting about the very nice evening when suddenly a person approached. Security! Our pleasant conversation seemed to bother some of the other habitants here. I suppose that's fair enough. It was Monday (or rather Tuesday..) after all. So we reduced the volume and were just about to break up the party when the security guy returned. This time slightly less happy, and he started questioning about our room numbers. Great! :)
So I woke up today at 9 AM from the phone ringing. "Excuse me Sir, could you please come down and have a word with the Hall Manager?" Fair enough, I suppose. Still I couldn't get rid of the feeling of being a 12 year old kid who were sent to the Principal's office for making too much noise in class... :D
Downstairs I hooked up with the rest of the guys, and we got a verbal warning from the Hall Manager... So that's me... The troublemaker!
Well, anyway! The next time, he threatened to send Lance Armstrong's twin brother to deal with the noise:



After what I've heard he's a mean cracker.