Hooked and Hanging

Why oh why is it getting impossible to get what you need for the first month of classes when everyone around you is so hooked up?? I think you all know how much of a headache it can be to get on campus and have to immediately make changes to switch out of or switch into different classes. I decided a while back that if there are changes to be made, everything must be put together very carefully so that you need to make just ONE visit to the registrar, meaning just ONE long wait in line and not weeks of schedule adjustment, dropping in and out of endless lecture halls as September rolls on by.

But year after year the nightmare gets worse, and I think it has a lot to do with students (usually the freshmen of course, but there’s no limit on idiots in the student body, right? J) getting too hooked up to their iPods. The lineups are like torture sessions, and by the time you get to your turn in line, the registrar is just about on the edge of a nervous breakdown after dealing with so many attention spans dropping down to zero because of iPods, and that’s not even counting all the blackberrys and cellphones.

Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t ever be caught without hookups when I leave the house, like not EVER. But I always turn off my units when I get close enough to the front of the line. I mean, what good is it to create delays? But unfortunately most students don’t pay any attention to that, which is funny (but not really) because they’re only extending their own stay and ruining it for all of us too.

Like last week, I had two courses to get out of and I already had the two picked. I checked it all out online first, and the two I wanted to get into were still available. So all it was going to take was a minute or two at the registrar desk, and my fall term was more or less set. Sound easy? It sure sounded that way to me at the time. When I got into the registrar area first thing in the morning the lineup was already insane, but I expected that anyway. What I didn’t expect was the people up at the front delaying their own business with constant earphone removal and replacement, answering their ringing cells, all this on top of their clueless attitude about their class schedules. But the crazy bit about the whole thing was that I could see students closer to the front grumbling and laughing and making fun of the situation, but these were the SAME people who refused to turn off THEIR iPods when it was their turn!!

So what can I say? It’s obvious to you by now that my whole morning was shot. Forget about the polite signs asking people to be “courteous” and shut off their hookups when using a campus service. Maybe they should threaten a tear-gas attack instead, if that’s what it’s going to take to make a difference between the iPod junkies and the well-organized minority. I mean, come on, wake up, you know?

 

No Net?

I just got back from one of the STRANGEST dates of my life! Everything about it was different and I don’t mean a FUN or GOOD kind of different. Starting right off with the fact that I didn’t meet this guy online. Serious, it was my first non-line (J) date in months. There are these tennis courts I walk by every afternoon on my way home and I started noticing this guy there maybe three or four days a week. So of course I can tell you he was in kicking shape, who wouldn’t be after all that exercise so often?

So I started watching him play, just sitting quietly off to one side. Sometimes I’d go get a coffee and then come back to watch. Not like I’m into tennis that much beyond Roddick and that shaved head guy who married another tennis player, but it was fun to watch and even kind of relaxing. This guy was older than me but not by much, and he always played with different partners. I was really into his dedication and focus.

So after a week or two he noticed me sitting there and came over to say hello on a break from playing. We talked a little and he told me he was in the restaurant business and that he always tried to take as many afternoons as possible to go out and play tennis. He didn’t ask to see me again right away, and I kind of liked that, so I went back the following week and this time he came over and invited me to join him after the match. I couldn’t that day so we made a date for a few days after that.

So fast forward to last night, when we met up at a bar near a restaurant where he told me he’s part-owner. We’re there only about ten or fifteen minutes when he starts an argument with me, and not a constructive argument either. He asked me how much time I spend online average each day, and I told him it varies, I wasn’t sure. I didn’t know where he was going with this, but then he made it crystal clear: he said the Net “ruins people’s minds” and why am I online when I could just go do something else, like play tennis? I was shocked, didn’t know what to say right off…and then he asked me if I used online dating and I told him yes, I used it a lot. And then he just about lost it! He luanched into some kind of moral speech about the Net separating people instead of bringing them together, why am I a part of the problem, blah blah blah. I excused myself and took off, the only time I’ve EVER done that, but what else could I do? This guy was out of control.

I’m not going offline and I’m not going to listen to ignorant people try to dig up something wrong because maybe they’re not happy with their own lives. I like the people I meet, people like YOU, and that’s it