The air in the lab warmednoticeably, as the straining power converters dumped their waste heatinto the room. The automatic ventilators struggled to ex...aust theheated air to the outside of the building, but were overmatched.The red dots on the displays made slow progress through the images ofthe mouse brains displayed on the computer monitors. The flux recoverydomes were bombarding each mouse skull with seventy-four megateslas ofenergy in a playback of the pattern recorded on the first. I always had a date, sometimes dating two or three women at a time. It was excellent practice in scheduling if nothing else.Each fall, the fraternity held "mixers," inviting newcomers to meet the fraternity brothers. The mixer was held jointly with a sorority. They invited the females. It was always a lively party and a great way to meet people of both sexes.Debbie was at the first mixer my junior year.She was in the big party room in the basement dancing with some freshman who looked like Tom. The party starts about eight so get there around nine. The bell's about to ring, I gotta make sure everything is running smooth.” Right on cue, the bell rung and everyone flew outta their chairs and on to their first class. Usually time goes by extra slow in school on Friday, but today it was on crack. It seem like only two classes went by before we were in lunch watching people come up to our table holding fliers with smiles, and the 3:00 bell ringing for us to leave. We all met up and. Mind you, many of these women regretted their actions later but for some reason the asshole remained successful with various women. My gentle and polite friend deduced if he wanted to have any success with girls, he needed to be more of an asshole. For the next week or two, he tried to be asshole but we simply had to laugh because it was so out of character for him. He did not have much success anyway. ” “No girl for him?” “It took some time after his experiment when we came to realize.