Sorority recruitment is a long, grueling process. That is the simplest way I can put it. If the pain of finding reference letters, researching intensively for hours, shopping for months for the ‘perfect’ recruitment dress, attempting to understand stereotypes, and stressing over awkward conversations sound familiar, you understand the anxiety that comes with sorority recruitment.Fraternity recruitment consists of knowing some dude who met some guy on some trip this one time, having a mutual love of chasing girls, loud music, keg stands, and sharing liquid courage-filled “heart to hearts” (probably not the term they would use…). The reason this fraternity system works is because it is a no bulls*** process, far different from the recruitment week us ladies go through. Year after year, Panhellenic creates stricter rules on recruitment that are supposed to refrain the sororities from “playing” girls. However, as TCU’s acceptance becomes more selective, our houses fill up with clever freshmen who have somehow turned the tables on us.  
        If we could just throw a little backyard get together (that is an understatement for the creativity level I’m sure we would exceed), incoming freshmen would be able to relax and talk with whomever they want. The new girls could chat with people they actually click with, rather than being forced to talk about Colby Hall for 20 minutes with someone who never even lived there. 
The fact that we are convinced you can get to know a girl by talking about what she did in high school, if she went to frog camp, what major she’s leaning towards, or how excited she is for football season, is mind boggling. Not to mention how likely it is that you’ll be paired up with a girl you have zero things in common with. To be honest, I don’t care if you are a competitive unique cat groomer in your spare time, I don’t like cats and I think you’re weird if you do. But instead of revealing my true thoughts, I’d have to lie and say something like, “Oh my gosh, wouldn’t it be so funny if you groomed my cat?!” and then have her find out a week later that I’ve never owned a cat nor do I ever plan to do so.
If a guy were to somehow find himself in this situation, it would be clear that the cat groomer wasn’t getting a bid because the active would simply walk away. He would then proceed to fill up his beer and not care about the guy whose dreams he may have just crushed. No forced conversation, no teeth pulling when conversations go downhill, no lies, no games, and no drama. The frat star could continue living his awesome life, completely unharmed from the recruitment process he participated in that summer.
Ladies, take a second and imagine recruitment without repetitive songs, difficult seating arrangements, and creepy face and name recognition skills. Can you imagine having your voice for the first week of classes? Didn’t think so.
 Boys, thank your lucky stars you have it so easy. Girls, keep practicing your songs and contacting your hometown for girls coming to TCU. See you in August.