Rush Sigma Phi

You approach the brothers in the quad. You notice on their table that there is a megaphone that they (thankfully) are not using. A few of the guys come over to you as you approach. Sitting at the table, under the black and yellow tent, is a guy with a crew cut.

"Hey potential pledge," he says. "My name is Ethan. Are you interested in being a Sigma?"

As if it's a cue, the guys around you start chanting "Sigma, Sigma, Sigma."

You feel like you're participating in a bad internet joke, but you nod, and sign the form. Ethan grins at you.

"You've got the look, man. You'll be a great brother. We'll be reaching out."

You suddenly remember everything that you've heard of university hazing rituals, you hope that this wasn't a mistake.

But as if to ease your fears, after signing up, the guys offer you pizza. You eat and chill with them for a little bit, and their bravado breaks down once they are with someone who they have decided is going to be one of their own. By the end, they are all slapping you on the back and calling you by your name, deliberately. "See you soon, Ryan. Have a great day, Ryan."

As you are walking away, you see Brandon head in your opposite direction, and sign the form. Your spine tingles. Maybe you have made a terrible mistake.