Dispatches from GIMS

BLOG! I've returned! Did you miss me? Oh don't say that, of course I missed you. But in honesty, I almost forgot the password to log into you! But regardless, I'm here and we're happy.

I was re-reading my own blog a few days ago as a measure to stave off the boredom that is "complete and total homework overload", and I realized I like looking back on all of my thoughts and events, even if some were quite pedantic.

So, I will do my best to post up blogs that are mundane, but will be awesome in, like, 2 years. I hear what you're saying: yes, this does mean that my blog is not about entertaining others and gratifying me... but, come on, isn't all blogging a little bit self-indulgent? Let's at least name that...

Anyway, I'm stuck here in GIMS, Government Information and Media Services, in the Vandy library. It's not a bad job, in fact, it's a fine job. I get lots of time to do homework and nostalgically review blog posts! But the customers are less than appealing... in fact, sometimes, they are downright rude. I think undergrads have a way of getting under my skin because they carry themselves as if they know a lot of stuff and all of their requests are either vague or giggle-inducing (note to self: when checking out videos, it is not O.K. to carry on inside jokes while attempting to include the waitstaff, nor is it acceptable to ask questions of the waitstaff simply to fulfill your own, dumb punchlines and giggle amongst your friends)

Tonight, I have only had a few mildly unfortunate encounters with such people, but next time the tragedy of interaction occurs, you will be the first to know...

One final point before I leave this return marathon to go back to reading for class, there needs to be some guidelines laid out on sidewalk etiquette. Young and old, crossing all social locations and boundaries, people just don't seem to get it. There needs to be space so people going opposite directions don't have to leave the safety of the walkway for the street or be smashed against the building or greenery. This means if you are walked two, or three, abreast, you need to file behind or in front of the other members of your party in order to make room for oncoming walkers... In other words, it's not O.K. to keep on keepin' on, while you make people choose between shoulder checking a stranger and stepping into the path of the Fedex truck. It's not a complex idea, but strangely almost no one understands. So people who walk on 21st Avenue, I implore you, I beg you: Look 20 feet in front of you, assess the oncoming walkers, and move accordingly. That's all.

Well, I want to be back. I may be back. I hope I'm back... And I hope you are too!