Oct. 28, 2009

Dear Life:
Why is it that it takes the William’s barristas ten minutes to pour one cup of black coffee? It’s not a complicated process.
Sincerely,
Train The Damn Terrace Staff!

Dear Life:
Why is my grandma trying to set me up with a guy whose name sounds like the next swine flu?
Sincerely, Am I That Desperate?* 

Dear Life:
I have always hated the students that walk down the middle of the midcampus drive, I watched a girl nonchalantly talking on her phone with a car behind her steadily approaching, which she clearly did not notice. The driver was forced to stop  and mouthed an easily-recognizable derogatory word.
Sincerely,
Use The F*ing Sidewalk

Dear Life: Why do people eating lunch alone in the Terrace feel it’s alright to sit at a four person table during the peak at lunch? My friends and I have to send someone out first to try and grab a table when there are four tables with one person eating. Either all of you sit at one table or sit at the bar in front of Pizza Pizza where you belong.
Sincerely,
I’ll Have This To Go

Dear Life:
What happened to all the tables in the Toyota Solarium? Where did they go? Everyone looks so dejected and embarrassed when they walk in, scan the area for a seat, then have to walk out. Students are trying to use this space to get their papers finished. We can’t if there’s nowhere to work.
Sincerely,
Yet Another Reason To Procrastinate

Dear Life:
Please buy the Pita Shack a working clock so they know what time it really is. It is not acceptable to close at 8:40 when the schedule says it’s open until 9.
Sincerely,
I’m Still Hungry

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