I get off work in 10 minutes and I did all my work-stuff already. I figured I should spend some time writing about the two most unfortunate events in my college career. Actually, just one. I don’t have that much time and I need to go to places to have people to be.

The funniest thing is that they both happened during the last quarter of my senior year. What a nice way to almost end school, right?

Anyways, story one took place in the game lab during my senior design sequence. We, me, Chris, and Trevor, stayed up programming very late because Ripholes was in terrible shape. Terrible is an understatement, by the way. That story is for anther time though. At any rate, we slept in the lab because it was 4:00am ish or so, and had class early in the morning and we both lived in inconvenient places.

I lived by the beach that took route 20, which came ONCE every hour. Chris lived near the campus, but his bus stopped running at 6:50pm, and it only came twice an hour. If we were to go home, we’d get an hour of sleep, and then we’d have to wake up to get ready, and catch the bus anyways. Why not just stay?

The lab did have fancy couches. The professors even said they chose those particular designs because they knew students would get sleepy.

About 6:00 – 7:00am, a technician from BELLs comes by, kicks our door open (because it was locked) and questions our presence. He threatened us with expulsion because it was “against university policy” to allow students to sleep in the lab.

First off, we were scared as hell. Being forced awake to an angry man in a baseball cap early in the morning isn’t quite pleasant. Second, we were confused and delirious. He could have told us the world was ending and we would have believed him. Third, he didn’t notice Trevor sleeping on the couch in the lounge area. Fourth, its not against the rules. Fifth, why was he there. And sixth, of all the excuses in the world for not wanting us there, why did he have to add even MORE stress onto our shoulders by telling us we couldn’t be there?

He told us we could stay, but we couldn’t sleep. We had to “pretend” we were working so he wouldn’t get into trouble. What a load of ass. We waited for class to start and told Mateas everything that happened and wined a lot more amongst ourselves.

It was very stressful, but eventually things got fixed. Students in the future sleeping in the game lab should thank Ripholes for screwing up first!