Predator vs. prey in the lots
Re: Parking on campus
To the Editor:
Commuting undergrads who are fortunate enough to leave this divine institution during the afternoon period between 11 a.m. and 1 p.m. know the situation all too well. The space stalkers await for our arrival. Once we step into the green undergraduate parking lot we are fair game. The convoy of cars formerly idling, begin to hunt us down like game animals. Their purpose to find a parking spot.
Why? Why are all these people intent on waiting, however long they do, for a parking spot? If they have all this excess time that enables them to do what they do, why are they at school in the first place? What kind of life does one have if the wait for a parking spot is their top priority of the day? If getting to class is on their mind, why are they waiting for a spot? Is it too much to ask to go to another parking lot and walk the extra hundred metres to class and be on time?
One incident that nearly put me over the edge occurred about two weeks ago. I stepped over the barrier that separates the faculty lot from the undergraduate lot in Springett. As soon as I did, one extremely ill-mannered fellow undergrad honked his horn at me. I continued on my way without paying any attention to him. In a desperate attempt to get the last parking place on planet earth, he honked at me again and began his stalk.
However, in his life or death situation to find a parking spot, he almost ran me over. He is lucky that I didn't open up a can of worms and whup ass on him, because I was damn close and able. I am not going to stereotype everyone who waits for a parking spot on the basis of this one incident. However, I will suggest to all of those who wait for a spot to get a life and get to class.
Social Science I