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Response of the Day comes from Dani @ “This Class is Hard, Man!” To read the entire post and JamTown’s response, click on “Classes” under Categories on the right.
Oh gosh?I still have painful memories of one of my very last classes of my college career: Honors Seminar for the School of Journalism. The reading we had to do each week surpassed some classes? reading for an entire semester and it put a damper on my desire to not think my second semester of senior year. Our readings spanned from the densest philosophy ever to way-too-lengthy colonial musings on the free press. I tried to go out 2 to 3 times a weekend that semester and would literally be forced to stuff my reading into my purse to get everything done. I would read in the cab rides to clubs. I?d break it out for a bathroom break every now and then. If we were at a bar, I?d whip it out then, too, because the lighting was generally decent. I even pulled an all-nighter in my friend?s apartment ON A SATURDAY after getting back from Hollywood just to finish some Plato. Both amusing and horrifying, but in hindsight more of the former.
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In Wooden Nickels: CG gets caught red-handed by the “law of the land.”
- College Survivors: Did you ever get in trouble or almost get in trouble with the college police, city police, or college administrators?
JamTown’s Response:
I was walking to campus and crossing the driveway of a fairly small shopping area known as University Village.? There is a walking signal at this intersection, but there’s not alot of traffic usually, so most students would just walk across the driveway and keep it moving.? So right after I walk across the driveway, where no cars are coming, this USC cop (college police) on a bike rolls up alongside me and says in a syrupy voice with a smug smile, “Now you tell me why I shouldn’t give you a ticket right now.”? My initial reaction was, “Is this wack cop really stopping me over walking across this raggedy driveway?? Someone right down the street is probably getting mugged right now.”? My following reaction was, “Is this fool hitting on me?? Someone right down the street is probably getting mugged right now.”
I was startled and angry, but I had to pull it together and pull out my acting skills.? “Because I’m a good person and you’re a good person too,” I said … batting my eyelashes and smiling.? He said, “There was a walking signal there.? You know you’re not supposed to walk when it’s red.”? I said, “Yes, I know.? Sorry about that.? I normally don’t do that.”? More batting of the eyelashes.? In my mind, I’m thinking, “Someone’s laptop is getting stolen right now while you’re talking about nothing to me.”? He said, “Okay, I’ll let you off this time.? Okay?”? I said, “Okay.? Thank you so much!”? He pedals away.? I wanted to knock him off his bike.? I was really mad about having to be all girly and stuff, but I really didn’t have the money to pay a jaywalking ticket either.? And the LAPD hands out those tickets like free candy around the USC campus.
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