It’s always interesting to delve into subject matter concerning our men as there’s always something to discuss. Am I right? Today, I decided to do our Straight-Shooter Edition on the men of Omega Psi Phi Fraternity, Inc.—some of whom I've grown to know and love.
Omega men are some of the smoothest and intelligent brothers out there. But, they are also some of the most misunderstood men around. They tend to get side-eyed from women when disclosing the news about their fraternity identification.
“Oh, so you’re a Que…” you manage to utter while simultaneously administering major attitude, “I know ALL about the Que’s.” You stare him up and down, as if he just grew an extra leg on the outside of his thigh. Stories about the Omegas—even if it has nothing to do with the man standing in front of you—tend to have a lingering effect and forever sit in the forefront of your mind; a remembered thought that gets awakened anytime you meet one. Heck, it’s not like you don’t remember your college days. Your memory is still intact—working just fine. And, boy does your mind consists of a vivid recollection of memories: the good, the bad, and the ugly.
But, you have to give a Que a break. Most of them—at least 10 years removed from college—don’t even have time for “it” anymore (feel free to insert whatever you want in place of the word “it”.) Whatever you think they’re up to, they’re probably not.