Thursdays with Fergie: Underage at Coors

The times they are a-changin’.

This post seems to be older than 18 years—a long time on the internet. It might be outdated.

Nothing really funny has happened this week, at least not yet. So I’m going back into the archives of Andrew Ferguson dot NET to pull this one out. It happened last year on March 19th, a group of us students (comprised of myself, a bunch of kids from the Ski Bums club, and John who had been skiing a cumulative 4 times) were on our way to Jackson Hole. We were about 20 minutes out of Golden when Rob, director of the Outdoor Recreation Center and our trip leader, noticed the “Check Engine” light illuminated on the ‘Digger Bus. Being cautious, Rob pulled over and called the school, and then the Ford service number, and then a taxi van, and finally a tow truck. We went back to Golden, I grabbed a bite to eat with some of the other people going on the trip and then we headed over to the Coors Lab where, for some reason, I was identified as being over 21 (by a Coors employee mind you!) and given the appropriate wrist band to get free alcohol. I actually didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to have it until one of the guys on our trip told me I wasn’t. Rather ironic that someone from Coors gave me the wrist band too. Despite the minor over sight, no alcohol was consumed on my part which was probably could because as I would later find out I went to Canada, I’m not a fan of beer.