I wonder if I am the only one who thinks about this stuff …
Picture this. You’ve drunk enough liquor to kill a raccoon. You’re on the way to the bar so you can pay $15 for a drink and not hear anyone that you’re trying to talk to. You turn the corner and see that there’s a line outside, as you get closer you see the line stretches on, and on, and on, and on.
This is the scene that people were greeted with last Friday, when the line into Dicky’s bar was so long it reached the Trans-Canada Highway. The theme was “generic 2010s beats,” something that apparently drew quite a crowd! Patrons of the bar were seen doing all sorts of activities while they waited, some were on their phones, some had decided to have their own parties on the sidewalk, and some had even set up campsites.
“Yeah I don’t really know what’s going on but it must be good if this many people are lining up for it right?” said a man that Anarchy reporters found roasting hotdogs over a campfire. “I don’t even live here, I was just passing by on a roadtrip and thought I’d stop in. Is it always like this?”
It is always like this. This place fucking sucks. But recently it’s been like this more than usual. The 504 off-ramp has remained inhabited by those who are convinced that next Friday there will be an even bigger line.
“I heard that next Friday is going to be Pitbull night, the line is probably gonna be halfway to Moncton,” says 2023 Mt. St. A graduate Will Knotleve. “Me and some of my boys figured that we can just hang out here until next week.” When our reporter asked about Will’s employment status, he declined to comment.
The encampment has received quite a bit of pushback since its inception last week, but has been slowly gaining support as students realized that their rent payments would go down by a lot if they were to start their own neighbourhood on the 504 exit. The community of tents, wooden shacks, and tarps is characterized by their nightly campfires, support for one another, and their love of going to the bar. In fact, they opened up their own bar on the highway known as “The 504.” The bar has become a place of employment for those who’ve dedicated their life to the highway community. They serve food, drinks, and host events on Dicky’s off-nights, with plans to expand the business with a sister location on the 506 exit.
The community is growing slowly but surely, which I guess is how towns are formed. I don’t think it normally happens on the highway, but I’m just a writer, I don’t know.