Don't Stop Believin'

Don't Stop Believin'...

As an upper middle class Caucasian, this is one of the first lessons you learn after you get out of your 5th year of college.

Don't Stop Believin'...

You feel great.  You got a diploma despite drinking more than studying.  Your daddy got you a job with a guy at the country club's firm.  You have no anxiety or depression about owing $40,000 because your tuition was taken care of.



Don't Stop Believin'...

You move to Northern Virginia or Maryland, or if you just don't know any better but think it will be cool, D.C.  You learn about places like Sign of the Whale, Julia's Empenadas, and Georgetown Waterfront.  You think that Lucky Bar, Madhatters, and Public Bar are "cool".  You even go to H-street because you heard that "homeless chic" was hip.

Don't Stop Believin'...

All you want at 4am after making out with 3 different guys and probably a girl or two is a Jumbo Slice.

Don't Stop Believin'...

One day you together your gang of similar individuals and venture out to Adam's Morgan.  You probably metro there...suckers.  You head to Spaghetti Garden or Brass Monkey or whichever place has that awful basement of Karaoke and you witness upper middle class whiteness at it's finest.

Don't Stop Believin'...

Yep.  It is Journey and a bar filled with drunk college grads with their father's credit cards are all falling over each other screaming out of tune the incorrect lyrics.  It is one of the most amazing sites in the world and should be featured on National Geographic.

Don't Stop Believin'... Rah and sound and really hard

You may have missed this in college, but now that you have graduated this is your new "jam".  You will download it, karaoke it, scream "i looovveee this song" when it comes on, and even contemplate going to a Journey concert as a novelty.  Little do you know it came out in like 1981.

Don't Stop Believin'...

So what is the point of that whole story?  I guess the point is that you shouldn't give up after the Caps crazy last second/overtime lapse.  Instead, you should gather all your white friends around the nearest karaoke machine (don't worry, they have one) and sing the following chorus...

Don't Stop Believin! 


Let's Go Caps!