Darts & Pats
Posted on February 28, 2008
A “maybe-you-could-try-a-recycling-bin-instead?” dart to the Stone Gate residents who throw their glass bottles into the arboretum every weekend.
From a senior girl whose dog would probably appreciate their daily run through the arboretum a little more if it didn’t end in a close paw inspection.
An “April-16-wasn’t-that-long-ago” dart to the freshman putting down any student wearing maroon and orange.
From a senior who bleeds purple and gold yet knows how many people were affected by the Tech tragedy and isn’t willing to cover up her Hokie support.
A “way-to-blow-an-opening-weekend” dart to the Bourbon Street restaurant for overcharging a group of students and then telling us to “add it up again” when we caught their mistake.
From some angry junior and senior students who will make sure no one wants to eat at your restaurant again.
A “thanks-for-the-patience” dart to the people who decide when students have to leave dorms for Spring Break and don’t give us enough time to actually gather our wits between tests, packing and catching a ride from working family members.
From a rather disgruntled freshman who is without a car, stressed and trying to catch a ride before getting booted out of the dorms at 5 p.m. Friday.
A “you-definitely-deserve-a-cookie,-too” pat to my bioethics professor who brought delicious cookies to class after the Teaching Assessment Program.
From a senior student who appreciates your willingness to listen to our suggestions about improving the course and bringing snack to class.
A “you-can’t-make-them-any-more-perfect” pat to the Dining Services employees at Sunrise/Sunset at Festival for making the most phenomenal crepes I have ever eaten.
From a grateful and faithful customer who has made these fruit-filled delights a part of her daily cuisine.
A “way-to-not-be-gentlemen” dart to the fine men of Sigma Epsilon for watching a girl drop two cases of water and proceeding to laugh at her while walking right by in your letters and not even stopping to help.
From a few fine sorority girls who know that your brothers are going to be really upset when they find out why none of us are returning your social chair’s phone calls.
