Stuff Dartmouth Kids Like: Trips on the Wahh-mbulance
Maybe it’s because all my friends from home are a bunch of whiny NYC Jews (I can say that becauseSnickers already did), or because I really love Woody Allen’s gloom and doom humor, or the fact that I’m a cynical New Yorker, but I’ve always had an affinity for bitching and moaning.
And so do all of us, Dartmouth. We LOVE to complain, and as much as I adore this place, there is never a shortage of things to kvetch about. Also, I realized that I have basically been using this column to complain about things anyway, so why not dedicate an entire column to the cause?
The Meal Plan
I don’t even really need to say anything about the meal plan and changes to DDS. We all hate it. Please change it back. Or at least do what Columbia does and write us a check with all our leftover DBA at the end of our Dartmouth careers — how else are we supposed to fund that drunkpacking trip around Europe? I will say this, though — new FoCo pizza is really freaking good.
Freshmen
This is just a classic. Freshmen, especially fall term freshmen, know nothing. I certainly didn’t. I don’t think I even connected with a pong ball until, like, October. This year during Orientation, I heard a freshman ask his friends, “But why are all the handles gone?” I thought he was expecting Smirnoff in frat basements. Nope.
GreenPrint
I don’t know who invented GreenPrint or why it is always broken, but it is. The magic of GreenPrint is that 99 percent of the time you have five minutes to hand in your paper, and the following things happen: the girl in front of you decides to print the first four chapters of her thesis, the red light starts blinking for no apparent reason and no matter how much paper you feed it the damn thing won’t work. Or the server is down. The server is always down. Also, I wish people would do their readings as scheduled so they wouldn’t have to print out 400 pages of articles during midterms week when I have to print out all the slides from the lectures I haven’t attended.
How much work we have
You know that SNL skit where that girl Penelope always has to one-up everybody? That is us when we talk about work. We spend so much time talking about how much work we have that we just fall farther and farther down the rabbit hole. You have a seven hour gov simulation? I have to study for a gov test for seven hours, and THEN I have to take it! You have a 10 page paper? I have two 15 page papers, AND I’m writing a thesis.
The Weather
This is the MacDaddy of all things to complain about. Every November when the weather starts getting a little cold, I see at least seventeen status updates with iPhone screenshots captioned #omgthisisnotreallife. The weather is such a cliché that the Mirror style guide forbids us from writing about it. We all know it’s cold, we go here too.