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TIFU by not getting dressed during a fire drill

So for context I’m a male, 20 years old.

So last semester when it wasn’t as freezing as it’s been lately I was asleep in my dorm it was probably about 2 or 3 am. The fire alarm goes off and I completely panic. I was in a house fire situation when I was a kid and I’ve been freaked out by it since.

Anyway I’m scrambling and I put on a sweatshirt and run out the door without bothering anything else. The sweatshirt was hanging up by my bed so it was easy to grab and it already had my wallet and everything in it.

So I’m outside with everyone else now. I have the sweatshirt on but other than that no pants no socks no shoes no shirt. I’m just in the sweatshirt and the underwear that I wore to sleep. I immediately feel a little self-conscious because it seems like everyone else had time to put more clothes on.

I approach my RA asking how long she thinks we’ll be out here and she flips out at me. She says there’s no reason for me to be out here like that because these things are common and she says I should know it’s not an emergency and I could have put pants on. I’m mortified now and I take off my sweatshirt to wrap around my waist which makes me look like an idiot.

She ends up calling campus police over and they take down my information. They said they are not taking me down to the station but they are referring me to the university for disciplinary action and I should expect a call.

While I am anxious about it, in another post I’ve made on this account (check my profile) everyone has assured me it’ll work out. Either way, it’s an embarrassing screw up and I wanted to share.

TLDR: I sleep in my underwear and didn’t get dressed before a fire drill, my RA called the police on me

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