I totally forgot that this evening was the club elections for next year's officers. I was reminded about it because while checking facebook before bed, certain people that lost the election are crying rivers of salty tears.

*sigh*

I remember running for office at the end of my freshman year, in 1995. I lost. I remember some people throwing a huge fit about losing, and even then I thought that they needed to get a grip. On your grad school or job application, people might be impressed that you were President of the Undergraduate Student Association. No one is going to care that you were President of the largest Special Interests, Sports, and Hobby club on campus.

A similar issue came up in the Marine Corps: in boot camp, being assigned as the platoon guide was a huge deal. When you got to the fleet, no one gave a flying fig.

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