ALS Ice Bucket Challenge | The Struggle

My lovely roommate and I were both nominated to take part in the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge. The whole point of the challenge is to, "raise awareness for amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), the lethal neurodegenerative disorder also known as Lou Gehrig’s disease. The original idea was that when the gauntlet was thrown down in the ice bucket challenge, you either need to give $100 to ALS or dump ice water on your head," according to Forbes.com.

Since the challenge has been circulating the web, Forbes.com estimates that almost $16 million has been raised. That's a whole lot of moolah. 

Seems super easy, right? Right. Well, pause. No. 

My roommate and I turned this simple charitable challenge into a downright clusterf*ck. I will give you a timeline as an explanation of our struggles:

5:50 pm - We decide to do the challenge together at my roommate's work because there is an ice machine and big buckets.

6:13 pm - It is decided that I am going to drive because roomie doesn't have a lot of gas.

6:15:45 pm - Roomie makes the comment, "it feels so weird to not need my keys". To which I reply, "haha I know, right?"

Foreshadowing. 

6:27 pm - We arrive at roomie's work. Nerves and all, we begin to walk in when roomie stops dead in her tracks. "I don't have my keys... I left them at the apartment." 

Silence follows. 

6:28 - 6:50 pm - I drive back to the apartment and roomie gets her keys, then we drive back to her work.

6:51 pm - Thanks to the keys, we get in. We select our buckets.

6:54 pm - Now, it's ice time. I open the ice machine door, but there. is. no. ice. I repeat, NO ice in the ice machine. 

K: "Hey, there's no ice in here"

C: "What? Are you serious?"

K: "Yeah, like it's empty. Should there be ice in here?"

Yes, obviously, Kelsey. Dumb question.

C: "Uh yeah. I gotta tell my boss this thing is broken."

6:55 pm - Discussion ensues. After talking and some choice words, it is decided that we are going to go to the 7-11 close by and buy a bag of ice. 

7:02 - 7:08 pm - Ice is bought and buckets are filled.

7:10 pm - We set up our ghetto filming rig. Roomie's phone is nestled into the cup holder of a cart. Hey, it worked!

7:11 - 7:13 pm - Brief outline of script is made and ice is dumped on our heads.

f i n a l l y

7:14 pm - We review the footage and laugh at our my terrifying scream. We agree that the video needs editing. 

7:15 pm - We roll the ghetto filming rig to the doors and I stop to pull the door open. It's locked, but I don't panic because Cayli has her keys, right?

Wrong.

Roomie does not have her keys. Yup. She left them inside. We were now locked out of the space where both of our wallets and keys were. PTL that roomie had her phone and could call her awesome boss who came and unlocked the door for us. 

I forgot to mention that neither of us had eaten dinner during this process. The "hanger" definitely played a part in the clusterf*ckness of the situation. However, we still had a good time. Visit the ALS website for more info on the challenge. 

xo.
Kelsey